You are the Sun, and I the Moon.
You chase my darkness. I bring you gloom.
Monsters howl to me.
To you, angels fly.
Your light burns through me.
You’ll only grow brighter as time passes by.
While I merely exist, you are a worshipped being.

Why, oh, why are you crying?
Do not think this is a goodbye.
Never have I seen you dim and cry.
Especially for one such as I.

You are the Sun, and I the Moon.
You chase my darkness. I bring you gloom.
You are the Sun, and I the Moon.