(And the Dream Continues...) And rest comes swiftly In the prime of our days Underneath the night in gathered thought en route to INFINITY So now we voyage On the stars, the celestial ships Nostalgia my dear old friend, truly, you've been erased A tune etched in the crystal spring A tune for the slain we left in our wake Trampling, the stride of giants Trembling, no more Looking on, the grand opening Looking on, with vision clear Looking on, our carriage awaits Looking on, 'til the end... Seizing the throne as we announce the d**h and doom of a dead world Fireflies flicker, flaring with grace and hope just as we came Winter cometh without a need to hold on, unlike before Our lives have just begun, in the wilderness kings we have become