The faded fields lift their nightly satin To awake in twice shining gold, The smoothly risen dawn expands And will fullfill what has been foretold. The helmets twinkle in rigid rows Upon the meadows and hills around. Behind the visors a thousand pairs of Anes which stare to where their fears abound. He did come and you did come To the valley under two suns... Tonight you've talked within moonshine's stillness To the eldest and long time gones. Your voice spoke flightly and so did they While their whisperings warned of two lost sons. He did come and you did come To the valley under two suns... The legions march and the springs are fading As the youth turns from bright to grey While the battle rises and bloodbrooks run Fears and whisperings are washed away. Still as the grave sounds the post-war-anthem Banneres twice ploughs the ghostship's prow My words can't tell if you have won But I know that it's autumn now... He did come and you did come To the valley under two suns...