Gods of Night, Gods of Death. I release thee. Now from Bondage go forth upon my Quest. Gods of Night, Gods of Death. I beseech thee. Strike with Power, steal the Dragon's Breath.
Cold light descending through curtains of dust. Torn like the memory of what we wert and what became of us. Gone with the Evening when morning stares.
[ORESTES:]. Gods of All behold this Vow. I see the Flames before my eyes. I will employ your grasp. To lead and not to blame. But I will rise with the Sun.