And on his head sits the gold of prosperity and the silver of misfortune.
The purple of clarity cloaked by the red of passion
His kin the colors of innocence and maturity.
Behind black wing are colors and symbols unutterable.
Beneath white wings a figure of our creation and care.
He is our father, the one who guides us all.
She is our mother, who treats us with love.
Our God King, Our God King.
May you never leave our side.