Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the day is nearly won.
Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the hour of triumph has finally come.
Though toil I did and shame I endured
And on life\'s worth I did demur,
Once I fell, my sight did clear,
And hope, however strained, did appear.
With mind now focused, sharp as Odin\'s spear,
No longer was I helpless; I held my life dear.
And so struggle I do, knowing which path I forge.
With Uncertainty and Ambition, my heart is engorged.
Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the day is nearly won.
Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the hour of glory has finally come.
Many friends I did lose in my period of dread,
More contact was made with the fiends in my head
But through all that pain, two knights did remain
Compatriots worthy of glory and fame.
Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the day is nearly won.
Praise the sun, praise the sun,
For the hour of victory has finally come.