A man is born and a man will die, but mighty is the One who lives with pride
Trust in your sword though it's blade is so cold
Great the Spirit that choses to live, the One who heeds the call of the Dream
To soar like an eagle, to reach for the Skies
One short life to live
Before you sail to the skies
One brief memory to leave
Like a shooting star in the Night
One brief chance to give
To carve the Stone of our Times
And your songs long lost friend
Forever stay in our minds