“ONE LAST TIME UNDER THE LIGHTS” Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley reunited one last time to honor their longtime bandmate and brother, Ace Frehley, at an emotional farewell ceremony that left everyone in tears

Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley are mourning the sudden loss of former KISS bandmate Ace Frehley.

The “Beth” rockers, who founded KISS with Frehley and drummer Peter Criss in 1973, addressed the guitarist’s death shortly after the shocking news was announced Thursday.

“We are devastated by the passing of Ace Frehley,” the pair said in an emotional statement to Page Six. “He was an essential and irreplaceable rock soldier during some of the most formative foundational chapters of the band and its history.”

Ace Frehley attends the Build Series at Build Studio in New York City on Oct. 16, 2018. Getty Images
Ace Frehley attends the Build Series at Build Studio in New York City on Oct. 16, 2018. Getty Images
Frehley, Paul Stanley, Peter Criss and Gene Simmons pose for a portrait session in Los Angeles, Calif., in January 1975. Michael Ochs Archives
Frehley, Paul Stanley, Peter Criss and Gene Simmons pose for a portrait session in Los Angeles, Calif., in January 1975. Michael Ochs Archives

“He is and will always be a part of KISS’s legacy,” they added. “Our thoughts are with Jeanette, Monique and all those who loved him, including our fans around the world.”

Frehley, dubbed the Spaceman and Space Ace, passed away on Thursday at the age of 74. His family confirmed the rocker’s death in a statement.

“We are completely devastated and heartbroken,” they began. “In his last moments, we were fortunate enough to have been able to surround him with loving, caring, peaceful words, thoughts, prayers and intentions as he left this earth.”

Frehley attends the 29th annual Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony in New York City on April 10, 2014. Getty Images
Frehley attends the 29th annual Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony in New York City on April 10, 2014. Getty Images
Simmons and Frehley performing together as KISS in Cleveland, Ohio, on Sept. 3, 2003. ZUMAPRESS.com
Simmons and Frehley performing together as KISS in Cleveland, Ohio, on Sept. 3, 2003. ZUMAPRESS.com

“We cherish all of his finest memories, his laughter, and celebrate his strengths and kindness that he bestowed upon others,” his loved ones continued. “The magnitude of his passing is of epic proportions, and beyond comprehension.”

“Reflecting on all of his incredible life achievements, Ace’s memory will continue to live on forever!” Frehley’s family concluded.

Stanley, Criss, Simmons and Frehley pose for the cover of their self-titled first album, which was released on Feb. 18, 1974. Getty Images
Stanley, Criss, Simmons and Frehley pose for the cover of their self-titled first album, which was released on Feb. 18, 1974. Getty Images

John Ostrosky, Frehley’s longtime manager, later remembered the beloved guitarist as well.

“Since 1976, Space Ace has been my Superman. His kindness, caring, and inclination to mentor was at the forefront until the very end,” Ostrosky told The Post in a statement. “His influence will live with me forever.”

Hours before the news of Frehley’s passing, it was reported that the original KISS guitarist had been placed on life support with a brain bleed following a serious fall he suffered in his studio last month.

Frehley, Stanley, Criss and Simmons in Los Angeles, Calif., in January 1975. Michael Ochs Archives
Frehley, Stanley, Criss and Simmons in Los Angeles, Calif., in January 1975. Michael Ochs Archives

The “Rock and Roll All Nite” guitarist had first caused concern after announcing he couldn’t make a performance in California scheduled for Sept. 26 because he suffered “a minor fall in his studio” that resulted “in a trip to the hospital.”

“He is fine, but against his wishes, his doctor insists that he refrain from travel at this time,” read a worrying message on the “Cold Gin” writer’s Instagram page.

Frehley before a KISS concert at the Electric Ballroom in Atlanta, Georgia, on July 18, 1974. WireImage
Frehley before a KISS concert at the Electric Ballroom in Atlanta, Georgia, on July 18, 1974. WireImage
Frehley at the KISS Expo in Parsippany, New Jersey, on Dec. 8, 2018. Getty Images
Frehley at the KISS Expo in Parsippany, New Jersey, on Dec. 8, 2018. Getty Images

Frehley later went on to cancel the remaining dates of his 2025 tour because of “ongoing medical issues” following his fall and hospitalization.

“Due to some ongoing medical issues, Ace has made the difficult decision to cancel the remainder of his 2025 dates,” the musician announced in another post on Oct. 6.

Despite forming KISS with Simmons, Stanley and Criss in 1973, Frehley chose to depart the band in 1982 to start his own group, Frehley’s Comet, and pursue a subsequent solo career.

Frehley during Rock ‘n’ Roll Fantasy Camp in Las Vegas, Nevada, on Feb. 18, 2013. WireImage
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