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When in my shadowy hours I pierce the hidden heart of hopes and fears, / They change into immortal joys or end in immemorial tears.
Moytura's battle still endures and in this human heart of mine / The golden sun powers with the might of demon darkness intertwine.
I think that every teardrop shed still flows from Balor's eye of doom, / And gazing on his ageless grief my heart is filled with ageless gloom: / I close my ever-weary eyes and in my bitter spirit brood / And am at one in vast despair with all the demon multitude.
But in the lightning flash of hope I feel the sun-god's fiery sling / Has smote the horror in the heart where clouds of demon glooms take wing, / I shake my heavy fears aside and seize the flaming sword of will / I am of Dana's race divine and know I am immortal still.