Prologue:
“When the war of he beasts brings about the world’s end The goddess descens from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.”

Act I: “Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky Ripples form on the water’s surface The wandering soul knows no rest.”

Act II: “There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds. Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.”

Act III: “My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow. My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return.”

Act IV: “My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess. My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber. Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world’s end The wind sails over the water’s surface Quietly, but surely.”

Act V: “Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return.To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice.”