When sunset burns in highest flames ... the last beam hits the earth When lightyears become moments To dream in golden spheres When secret worlds become researched Moonlight woods recovered And galaxies become history A new time will approach In the glare of the black moon It's time to say goodbye When forces turn to weakness Dimensions become one Secrets of the mighty moon Become solved very soon When tears break down the toughest chains Through golden spheres we'll fly And fantasy becomes the truth Like black light in the blackest night