Promethean temptation (Remastered)

[Verse 1] “O radiant watchers, morningstars bright, Look down upon the firelit earth, Where daughters of dust, with sunlit hair, Dance to the song of the sea’s rebirth. [Verse 2] Their hands weave warmth from the bitter cold, Their lips call stars from the endless deep, With hearts that burn like embered gold, They laugh, they live, their souls run free. [Verse 3] Would you not trade your silvered thrones, To hold their form in your hand, For the wild embrace of their fleeting breath, Even here in heaven, there is nothing so grand”