The Waking of Ishtar

From the depths of time,
The crescent moon,
The stars and the sunrise,
Comes the maker of man,
Harvester of a magical tale.

Come the sun,
Come the rain,
Feed through me,
The most wonderous of life.

The goddess of love,
Spark of passion,
Passing of time.
Born are children of earth,
Brings she laughter, strife, and war.

Feel my wrath,
My power to destroy.
But fear not me,
For I love you my child.

In this dark and cold nightfall,
The story begins.

Copyright 2007 Firenight Records

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