Nothing but a glimmer In the black Concrete skies Nothing but a dim light Shining, flickering, In the distance Millions as one And as the stars The shine is But a reminiscence And just like the stars Long centuries, Long dead Worn shells walking, The grind Grinding Empty steps of former will Just the memories Of an entity Once alive But now gone Too late to become And as the stars The shine is But a reminiscence And just like the stars The fire is gone The light is dying