Across the velvet void of night, our gravity still pulls and strains. No distance holds sufficient might, to sever the blood in our veins. They say the atoms break and fade, when a spirit leaves the earthly stage, but the promise that our souls have made, is written on the cosmos' page....A stellar rage. A billion light years cannot mute the echoes of your cosmic heart. I am the root, you are the fruit, a masterpiece torn right apart. We defy the fall! Oh, we share the Astral Scar! A wound of destiny and time! We burn together, near and far, two stars in perfect, frozen rhyme! If Death's a wall, then we're the fire, leaping through the concrete and steel! Our only church is the funeral pyre, where the broken universe must heal! When suns collapse and planets rust, and silence swallows every sound, I know that I can still adjust, to the shadow where your soul is bound. In every comet's blazing trail, in every nebula's blue dust, your spectral image will not fail, a fatal, beautiful, deep trust....Beyond the lost. A billion light years cannot mute the echoes of your cosmic heart. I am the root, you are the fruit, a masterpiece torn right apart. We defy the fall! Oh, we share the Astral Scar! A wound of destiny and time! We burn together, near and far, two stars in perfect, frozen rhyme! If Death's a wall, then we're the fire, leaping through the concrete and steel! Our only church is the funeral pyre, where the broken universe must heal! They tried to erase the script, they tried to write a blank ending. But the moment our hands slipped, our fates were forever bending. If there's no heaven to ascend... If there's no life to restart... Then I will wait until the end, to find the pulse inside your heart! ...Though galaxies divide our flesh... ...I hold your soul... ...I am the echo of your breath... ...Forever...
