Verse 1

Listen to the song of the night sky,

Whispering secrets of days gone by.

Will it echo my stories when I'm gone too?

Will it immortalize tales of me and you?

Chorus

With words ripped off my bleeding chest,

And tune stripped off my broken soul,

The song of the night sky will haunt your star,

Till it turns into a black hole.

Verse 2

Listen to the song of the night sky,

My sinful dirge, my lullaby.

Will it echo my screeching when I'm asleep?

Will it memorize the way I'd hurt so deep?

Chorus

With words ripped off my bleeding chest,

And tune stripped off my broken soul,

The song of the night sky will haunt your star,

Till it turns into a black hole.

Bridge

And when you'll try to fill that emptiness

With debris you hypnotized from outer space,

The song will still echo through the depths of time.

Chorus

With words ripped off my bleeding chest,

And tune stripped off my broken soul,

The song of the night sky will haunt your star,

Till it turns into a black hole.

Chorus

With words ripped off my bleeding chest,

And tune stripped off my broken soul,

The song of the night sky will haunt your star,

Till it turns into a black hole.