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We leave behind a dying sun,
Our final war, our race undone.
The oceans fade, the mountains cry,
Yet still we dream to touch the sky.
Our wings are built from dust and flame,
Our hearts still burn beneath the shame.
We are the starborn exiles,
Forged in cosmic trials!
Leaving home beyond the pale,
Riding fire through the gale!
Our tears ignite the Milky Sea —
We fly to find eternity!
Through blackened clouds, our vessels rise,
A thousand souls beneath the skies.
No turning back, no place to hide,
The Earth’s last breath — a mournful tide.
Across the nebula we sail,
Through frozen winds and cosmic hail.
Each dying world, a whispered plea,
Each dream we hold — our legacy.
We are the starborn exiles!
Defying time, defying trials!
We light the dark with dying hands —
The sons of ash, the last of lands!
“The stars remember...
And they wait for us.”
