Sapphire world of midnight, magic rises,
a gift for the world of mortals
The water queen spreads
her magic across the globe
Whether you want it or not
Baptisms, blessings, bathing, we all use it
Not realising it has a memory
From where it was born
Each person it has touched good or bad,
it matters not, water flows where it will.
Beneath the ground, hidden caverns
Through the graveyards where the dead sleep
In eternal slumber
When we thirst, we drink to stay alive
Whose memory do we take upon ourselves.