Petrichor -

Petrichor, the odor of gods

Mighty scent, which overlord lauds

When you come our lives begin again

Torn by thunder, you born in blessed rain

Strike me straight, I’m dignified now

To pronounce my Petrichoral vow

And I am sanctified son of the gods and everyone who’s gone

I am an angel, I am voice, I am the god of my own choice

Petrichor, the odor the gods

Take my life in the name of our lords

I am ready, the journey shall begin

I am now the Petrichor within