The lines of power withdrawn
The night page white to notch what we are in dot to dot of star
Tolos to the sun
End where we’ve begun
The light stone white we ogham score ratchet the returning sun
The sun divine sprang a single word
The sun divine to light our way
From gort the rays down to suckle ailm leaf
From the fern sail root dair the rising shoot
From sail grazed beast to colled for the feast
From the betty to the voice to the sky we implore
The sun divine sprang a single word
The sun divine to guide our hand
From fearful night to overwrite the mess of stars
Their spás their empty page hewn to mesh a face
Form driseg fears into fochlac stone
And with our entreat supplant the blank of night
With the sun divine sprang a single word
The sun divine to light our way
The sun divine sprang a single word
The sun divine to guide our hand