Praise the Gods

The land is cloaked in darkness as yellow-queen is to rise

And as light gives way, red and gold paint the sky.

Hail to you dear Sunna as the gates of darkness fade

Cloud-murk covers hawthorn’s moor and Mani no more in shade.

I turn my face to you Lady of light

Arise! Arise! With all your might!

Now in full view, elves-glory lights the land

Thank you dear Sunna, for giving life to the seat of man.

-Raysdottir 2016