You’re the wandarstar in my past,

Face the empty and Everlast,

Tumbling through space and time on my own,

Soaring through galaxies into the unknown,

As stars form on the new horizon,

We’ll fuse together in this phenomenon,

Black hole below,

Don’t let me go, take my hand,

And watch the moon rise,

Ride the comets,

Hear my promise, never fade,

And never give in,

Now worlds far away begin to fade,

The moon at parigee is in retrograde,

Unleash the nexus in the hollow,

Show me the way and I vow I will follow,

Black hole below,

Don’t let me go, take my hand,

And watch the moon rise,

Ride the comets,

Hear my promise, never fade,

And never give in,

Falling into eternity,

Synthesizing an astral sea,

You’re the wanderstar in my past,

Face the empty and Everlast,

Everlast,

I can see you here,

In the exosphere,

We are like satellites,

Orbiting in the night,

I can see you here,

In the exosphere,

We are like satellites,

Orbiting in the night,

Spacecrafts crash and burn,

Point of no return,

Our planetary rings,

They can see everything,

Everlast,

Falling into eternity,

Synthesizing an astral sea,

You’re the wanderstar in my past,

Face the empty and Everlast,

Everlast,

As we venture out beyond the stars, and reach behind the veil of emptiness that stretches on past the expanse of our universe, where other worlds dare not stray, we will drift on. We set forth into the vast, abyssal hollow, where even the incandescent suns that scorch the blackness of space begin to flicker out of sight. Beyond space, beyond time, and beyond ourselves.