In the space of deep celestial nights afar,
Dwell those who shine the lights of the future
into our present, of our past they are
ever watchful, their endless light so pure.
Always in sight of the light of our past
Yet their hope of the future is our view.
Brilliant is the song of those steadfast
Guides that tell of a time that is still true
who shine onto a world of hate and scars
The future of their past-our present. Stars.