Here lie the embers of a sun,
Light stolen by the tides of time
The stepping stones of worlds beyond
That fade forgotten in our flight
Abandoned dreamers left for dead,
The pilgrims' path has reached it's end
We turn our backs, untie the thread,
The exodus begins again
Unlearned, the lessons of the past,
Quicksand foundations of our pride
The pedestal on which we stand,
So monumental in decline
Hear cries that echo now as one,
Defied creators long ignored
Reap arrogance so idly sown
From soul-less generations born