Point the tempest, a thing divine above
Rather like a dream, this spirit's hover
What is this apparition unheard of
This ghostly figure we must discover

Fin like arms with mechanic saffron wings
Eerie moonlight angel in light in black
Could it be she is suspended from strings
She stares at us as if she will attack

Interesting goddess with upstairing hair
Are you friend or for, we would like to know
What gifts do you bring, what wonders to share
You're wrapped in mystery from head to toe

Incandescent and unnatural thou art
Invisible chains wrapped around the heart