Let it be known

that he who struck the spear

piercing my side

Let it be known

that he who forged the iron

that once bound me to the Earth

Let it be known

that he who cast a shadow to hide my face

will rise reborn in the light.

For all is the glory and the heart of one nation.

I, the winged messenger will carry his prayers;

grant his passage to divine space.

For his time has come.