The Hand of Fate

The hand of fate with a lovers kiss
The crescent moon with an eyrie mist
A howling wolf in the dead of night
The stars shall glisten by the pale moonlight

Whoever shall rise to the pale moonlight
Shall dance upon the evening tide
The dance of faith in pure delight
Compare to thee on a summers night

Rolling clouds beneath the sounds of thunder
Lighting flashes upon the land down under
As the moon beckons to the land of thunder

For whatever shall come to light mans way
Shall the beacon be mans first ray
As the night slowly fades away
Shall the light of heaven
Show us the way

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