In the silent stretch of endless night,
Where stars do sing and shadows fade,
Immortality weaves its gentle light,
In whispers, softly, it invades.

Time’s cruel hands can never grasp,
The echo of an eternal breath,
For in the heart of those who last,
There is no fear of mortal death.

Beneath the moon’s eternal gaze,
In realms where dreams forever bloom,
Immortal souls in endless daze,
Dance lightly in the star-lit gloom.

So let the world in shadows fall,
And let the ages pass us by,
For in eternity’s gentle call,
Our spirits soar, they never die.