I remember this world being so young 

and the land dressed in silvery gown 

The Seven Moons, like proud giants 

were glittering on scented empyrean 

With light came darkness, shivering shades 

the clawed demons of night, waiting for their prey 

Life born from the dead loam's clod 

a wingless bird, terrae filius 

Horns blared out and an array of angels 

decended from celestial welkin 

Presented to greet a mortal creature 

the child of a borning world 

The being rose and burst out in laugh 

a mortal god, terrae filius 

....That was the beginning... 

The fall of archaic heaven, the rise of mankind