The stars high above
Watching with their cold gaze
Time passes by their faded eyes
Seeing all, seeing nothing
Watching with their cold gaze
The past crumbles
Seeing all, seeing nothing
So distant is their warmth
The past crumbles
Ancestral traditions forgotten
So distant is their warmth
So jaded their descendants
Ancestral traditions forgotten
The stars high above
So jaded their descendants
Time passes by their faded eyes
