| I'm bound to walk that hill | |
| On a deep and silent night of June, | |
| And hear the song of the Dyad Moon | |
| Along with my aching dreams | |
| Comes a strange desire | |
| And it seems my life is caught in a magic loom | |
| Because I know for sure that in this night | |
| For one reflection in the crystal lake | |
| The night queen will awake, | |
| And I made a plan with the silent wave | |
| To cast entangled magic in a tune | |
| And trap the song of the Dyad Moon | |
| The Earth is dying so I will sing | |
| A song that speaks of everything | |
| To remind us of the things that matter most | |
| Please uncover your disguise | |
| And find the dream that lies | |
| Within you, or the magic will be lost | |
| Adorn me with flowers | |
| White candles and sing me the tune | |
| Let there be beauty and power | |
| Entangled | |
| In the night of the Dyad Moon |