
In moonlit corridors, and nights blue
Herein lies the dream of Elune
With a serene grace she mesmerizes
And utter words in perfect rhymes
The poetic edda of the gods
Tales of birth and Ragnarok
With a soft sigh, she smiles
And dances with the winds chimes
In the gardens of Eden, she walksabout
Skirts to her knees in shallow ponds
As her soft heaves fall and rise
She’s all there is to paradise