Follow this path becoming,

Our right and truest persons,

This blessed love homecoming,

Before our longing worsens.

Sinking, fading, fastening,

Our spirits melding, fusing,

A future we’re fashioning,

Whence we were gladly losing.

Those lives freely sacrifice,

On the altar we hallow,

Stars, moon, we your acolyte,

Guide us and we shall follow.