Born in the chaos of collapsing light,

Spines of flame and eyes of ice,

They drank from the wells where time runs dry,

And named themselves beyond the sky.

We are fragments, we are flesh,

Torn from stellar godhood’s mesh,

But still we burn, but still we bleed,

From stardust thrones, from cosmic seed.

Star-birthed gods, awaken now!

Split the heavens, tear the vow!

In your name, the void shall quake,

And the mortal soul shall break!

Galaxies kneel where their shadows go,

Planets hum in harmonic woe,

The myths are real, the silence screams,

Reality cracks at their ancient beams.

They were sealed in flame, in a tomb of tone,

Their names unspoken, their will unknown,

But now we chant, now we scream,

Now we shatter the final dream.

Star-birthed gods, reclaim your flame!

Unmake the stars, unwrite the name!

From holy core to deathly crown,

Let the sky itself fall down!

The gods don’t sleep… they wait.

And now… they wake.