Slumber now, fiery Lords, nursed by the ageless Night Return to the cradle whence thou came O, sidereal hosts of the sky Rest now proud kings, ardent Sons of Light This shall be thy final gyre on the stellar path But from thy ashes younger worlds shall spring And thy renewed light shall rise from darkness eternal And new suns shall born, heirs to the throne of skies Lustrous offsprings of thou O, old wanderers of light