I am the wilderness, and the wilderness is me.
Reshaping my soul in the silence of ten thousand generations.
Waking to remember the ancient spark inside.

The sky full of stars and I are already one.
Gazing at the starry sky, it is all the path I have walked.
A brilliant, chaotic highway carved out by my own hands.

Fire in the left hand, dust in the right hand.
Ma'ii holds death in his hands, yet starlight still lives in my heart.
A dangerous catalyst, balancing existence on the edge of a blade.

Though there is praise and blame, in the end it becomes all creation.
Every trick, every turn, every chaotic choice.
Molded the universe exactly into what it was meant to be.

Now, let the world look up at the night we made.
While Ma'ii crumbles the starlight to prove the immortality of my soul.
I leave the heavy burden of the tricks I had to play.
The short-lived guilt fading as the harder lessons clear the way.
With a knowing grin, I melt back into the quiet shadow's embrace.
Ready to disrupt the peace and guide them to their proper place.