作词 : Anderson
Clear light on a slick palm
As I misdeal the day
Slip the night from a shaved pack
Make a marked card play
Call twilight hours down
From a heaven home
High above the highest bidder
For the good 
Lord's throne
In the wee hours 
I'll meet you
Down by Dun 
RingillOh, and we'll watch the old 
Gods playBy 
Dun Ringill
By Dun Ringill
We'll wait in stone circles
Till the force comes through
Lines joint in faint discord
And the storm watch brews
A concert of kings
As the white sea snaps
At the heels of a soft prayer
WhisperedIn the wee hours 
I'll meet you
Down by Dun 
RingillOh, and 
I'll take you quickly
By Dun Ringill
Oh, by Dun 
RingillBy 
Dun Ringill