Birthed of Effervescence

In the dark age of war a light is born Cloaked in the ashes of fallen men at arms Empress of stars to light the tainted soil Consumed by resolve to burn the night away Ascend in fires of effervescent light Claim the throne of the goddess of sands Blood of your armies shed, but not in vain Beacon of hope ne'er to be slain Flames of war flicker in fear For the new age of peace draws near Grief for the fallen fuels the winds of change That purge the scour of hatred from this place Faith for a new dawn rises across the realm Prayers for light at last resolved The age of war finally forgone In its twilgight a new god is born