Eventide Persuasion

As the sun slowly dies
Night birds sing their frail song
Painting the ancient landscape once more

Stars scream with manifold lights
Hail to them
Praise the constellations

Hail Mars, Hail Jove
Jupiter, sky father
Hear our voices, we sing your songs
In a world that can't hear
The praise chants echo up in the night
We turn our eyes up, and we see
The undeniable truth
We see the truth

Celestial lights of eventide
The sun has fallen, it won't rise again
Guide our path
This is our last march