I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream, Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze, I am beckoned by sylph-spells and the jewelled sword a'gleam, As the great war-fleet of Ys sails the crystalline waves.
I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream, Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze, I am beckoned by sylph-spells and the jewelled sword a'gleam, As the great war-fleet of Ys sails the crystalline waves.