A man is born and a man will die, but mighty is the One 
who lives with pride 
Trust in your sword though its blade is so cold... 
Great the Spirit that choses to live, the One who heeds 
the call of the Dream 
To soar like an eagle, to reach for the Skies... 

One short life to live 
Before you sail to the skies 
One brief memory to leave 
Like a shooting star in the Night 
One brief chance to give 
To carve the Stone of our Times 
And your songs long lost friend 
Forever stay in our minds