[Verse 1] In the velvet sky, stars once danced so high, Now they tumble down with a mournful sigh. Like figs in autumn, they descend with grace, Their light extinguished, lost in the earthly race. {Verse 2] Symbols of saints, once steadfast and bright, Now cast down, shrouded in earthly night. Their fall a testament, a somber toll, Of beliefs shattered, lost in the earthly scroll. [Outro]
