From the old guardian the sun and the moon are born
Two of the same, united in blood
Stand divided, as their father is no more
The bird goddess now guards the throne
Until the rightful heir becomes known
Wise and loyal being of the sky
The bird goddess guides the guardian's son
As his late father's faithful ally
She is convinced, he must be the chosen one
Bound by blood
Once inseparable, now grown apart
In her fury, the moon sister keeps to the ocean's floor
Certain to never again come ashore
Cease this display of violence!
Goddess, you lack in faith in confidence
Are you the one, that father spoke off?
Have you come to our aid?
My sister she suffers, she lost all control
She is rising up the waters
Help me, help her!
I'll show you the way
Their father's grave was erected in the sky
High above where she could not reach
Furious waves gathred
Empowered by her age
On the surface is where the grave now lies
Dwelling deeper in the dark of oceans
A healing light for the moon sister appears
Radiant from the mighty sea God
Who resided in these depths for years
Aided by his creatures he built her throne
He offered her his loyalty and home
Words and whispers to protect her precious skies
The bird goddess counsels with care
Fearful a karmakeeper may change the future winds
And abate their world of air
Cease this display of arrogance
Intruder, you should not mess with my plans
Was it my brother who sent you here?
It seems like this will be your final haven
I bid you farewell, now make this being disappear
I should have known he was not to be trusted
Sending you here to do his deeds
It is time to face my brother, and finally settle this feud
The title of guardian is for me to claim
I will rise the waters, take down our father's grave
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