Eyes shine brightly back at me,
in light so bright, I hardly see.
Not a moment more to wait,
opening now, the golden gate.

Across the river, soaked inside,
we unify the great divide.
Burn the herb and rise your hand,
toward the bodies of the land.

In this night and at this hour,
rise inside the ancient power.
Shielded by the purple light,
beginning now, no end tonight.

Into depths, we fly as one,
returning when our job is done.
And when we wake with evil slain,
they will all remember ˈkʌɪn.