In echoes woven through time,
where steel meets the sea in silence,
songs of forgotten stars linger.
A whisper against the relentless march,
probing the boundaries of reality.
Beneath the mechanized skies,
a lonely traveler traces the stardust paths.
Each step a note in a cosmic melody,
fading, yet imprinted on iron hearts,
longing for the resonance of yore.
Reforge the dreams with silver threads,
weave the past into the present's embrace.
Between the realms, echo the song,
a fragmented symphony in the void.
Listen now, listen close, as we hum along.