Since the beginning of time they've been there for us.
For lowest of peasants, for priests, for kings of the past.
They gave the fire to warm us,
put game in the woods to feed our young ones.
They gave the purpose of being,
to better ourselves and ask for the stars.

Only through faith in our gods we got to survive
in those savage lands we were born in and managed to thrive.
The heretics fell down before us
arrows in their hearts and cries in their eyes.
Arrows soon changed into rifles.
We subdued our planet and turned our gaze into the stars.

Constellation Gods, they're living in the stars
watching all of their creation.
Children of them we are, and we have come far
praising the stars in their honour.

Slaves gave their lives for our dreams, the Gods-given boons.
Many years passed until our flag stood on our moons.
Still we were hungry for much more.
we saw all the wonders of our solar system.
Tirelessly working on our goal
we'd build a behemoth and embark to go to our gods.

The favour of Gods on our side our plans would not fail.
The fathers in stars watched upon their sons building the whale.
We were well prepared for the journey,
we fell the woods to feed our factories,
we levelled the mountains for metals,
we dried the seas and were ready to leave for the stars.

Constellation Gods, they're living in the stars
watching all of their creation.
Children of them we are, and we have come far
conquering the stars in their honour.

The day of the take-off has come, for that we rejoice
soon all our people will reap the fruits of our choice.
There is room for everyone, no one will be left behind
we all get to meet our Gods, so gentle and kind.