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On the final day when the light burns its last

And the sacred spark seems to falter

They will be there still

Out through the night-haze

In the glimmerings at nightfall's altar

Hail the post-life starlight

Glory imperium

Embrace the theology of dusk

Eternal nightfall aeon

On the final night when Terminus calls

His presence in golden halls

They will be there still

On through the star-mist

Wherever the moonshine falls

Hear them calling, voice from starlight

Realm of moonlight, speaking ghosts in the sky

Hear them praying, realm of moonlight

Voice from starlight, speaking ghosts in the sky

Hear them speaking, voice from starlight

Realm of moonlight, speaking ghosts in the sky

On the final eve in dampened soil

When laid to rest at the doom

They will be there still

Under cloudless skies

The fires in the gloom