"Rao na'ren... ta'sei... El'ara... El..."
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The stars remember what I've lost,
Their light still burns beneath the frost.
My mother's voice, my father's name,
All ash and myth - but I remain.
Kal turned away from where we came,
Said hope was enough, forgot our name.
But hope without roots drifts like dust -
A sun without warmth, a world without trust.
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I see their faces in every flame,
The sigil shines, but it's not the same.
Rao forgive what I've become,
The heir of a dying sun.
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I am the heir of the dying sun,
The last who remembers where we begun.
Their voices fade, their hearts undone -
Still, I carry the fire, I carry the one.
The crest remains, though the house has fallen,
The light still calls when the void has swollen.
Alone I stand, for all they've done -
I am the heir of the dying sun.
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I've buried kin by my own hand,
Turned friend to dust, by fate's command.
Their names still echo when I sleep,
The House of El still makes me weep.
Kal walks among the mortal kind,
His heart with them, his past left behind.
But I still see through Rao's old flame,
The stars remember... they speak my name.
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"Na'vel Kor El, ta'rin Kara, ta'shai Rao..."
You can't kill what was never gone,
It lives in me - every dawn!
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I am the heir of the dying sun,
The keeper of flame when all else is done.
From crystal tombs to shattered run,
I'll guard their light till the stars are one.
Let Kal forget, let time decay,
The song of El will find its way.
My name will burn when theirs are none -
I am the heir... of the dying sun.
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Krypton sleeps... but through me, dreams.
Rao's light... still gleams.