Old stars shine on long after life is gone, Bright lights echoed through voids they leave behind; Old remnants fade yet still their light lives on.
Born of old dust, born of a mothers son, Born fated to repeat a mortal grind, Old stars shine on long after life is gone,
One sparking flame igniting dreams anon, Defying darkness drawn to drowned the mind; Old remnants fade yet still their light lives on.
Bright stars that brightly burn oft' seem alone Where lesser lights eclipsed are hard to find; Old stars shine on long after life is gone.
Old stars must end when all their days are done, But light once shone goes on to raze the blind; Old remnants fade yet still their light lives on.
From dust to dust, from ash to ash, they shone With fiery hearts fanned by a gift divined: Old stars shine on long after life is gone, Old remnants fade yet still their light lives on.