• I see a dead grey world
    A world void of all meaning
    And a single shining star
    Bright within the shadows

    Suddenly appears a light
    A hope inside the darkness
    And then, born from the night
    There is Elf, with reigns of fire.

    Blew away the dark black clouds
    Wrenched the moon down from the sky
    And in it's stead, Elf layed there
    An egg of golden Fire.

    Finally, the world alight
    Dark Elf retires to the shadows
    Hair of fire-battered bronze
    And garments made from moonshine.