When the final hymns have been composed

The chants become a distant drone

Back into the cold machine

Hammer my hardened heart

Now it pulses all alone

Step back

Drop the trail

Hard hack

We prevail...

When friends turn to foes

When time starts to slow

Remember the faces lost and gone

When friends turn to foes

The moons cast no glow

Remember the reason you go on

In these glowing globes, a newfound hope

I try to watch the sunlit sides

Out across the universe


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