On an island in the sea
Above the shores, upon a hill
In the temple of a Goddess
Abandoned for millennia
In the silence of the ruins
You can hear the choirs
Singing to their patroness
Singing to her glory
So perfect in her majesty
So worthy of song and stories
For in their worship
For in their prayers and sacred ways
They left a footprint upon the world
Their souls poured out in joy
To a being, joined in worship
United in their praise
Forever in the evers
They still remain in praise
Upon that island
