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 chooses 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
brief, one, chooses, shooting, carve