[Intro – soft, waltz-like] Hush now, the static is singing Waves of forgotten beginnings Your halo dims behind the dark Folding into something stark [Section I – whimsical, like a music box] You once carved rivers in the black Painted comets on your back Spoke in flares and swallowed suns Now silence is the only tongue [Section II – shift into jazzy rhythm, light brass] Drift, drift... Past Saturn’s ghosts and Martian choirs Drift, drift… Through frozen chords and tangled wires Oh— You lit the heavens with no ask A godless job, a thankless task [Section III – choral layering, dramatic build] Did you dream? Did you feel? Was the fire ever real? Were you built just to burn? Just a signal, not a turn? [Section IV – theatrical, surreal and dark] An echo trapped in ivory dust A relic buried out of trust We watched, but never looked too long Afraid your end would write our song [Bridge – tempo slows, minimal instrumentation] Now you flicker where no time exists Your orbit curled around a myth No funeral, no solemn rites— Just distant pulses in the night [Finale – grand, orchestral swell] Farewell to the architect of heat To the choir of collapse beneath To the sermon written in collapse And lit by dying overmaps Farewell, farewell— You brilliant scar This is your lullaby, Dying star
