The setting of the Star - that once did defend,

Marks the beginning of an end.

The moonlit sky,
Echoes your whispers as you let out a sigh.
The stars burn bright,
As you witness from a height,
The beauty of the beast
As it feasts
On your soul
Creating a hole.
The echoes of the dark sky soon transform into guitar strums,
As the world begins to sing along and hum;
It awakens from its deep slumber,
And evident thirst and hunger.

The rise of the Star - reborn to defend,
Marks the beginning of an end.