One white, one dark.
We carry in our hearts.
One light, one black night.
Have been there from the start.
Two wars we fight
Believing one we shun the other,
Convinced sometimes of their might.
Two fates we seal.
One of life and one of strife.
Never knowing which path leads where.
And when the Shamans
Light their fires high, we see.
Darkness is the shadow of light
And futile were our wars
For one cannot be defeated;
When the other still shines.