(Houston, can you hear me?)
Into the sky.
“Ignition, stand-by.”
I feel my levels rise.
Your face will remind
of what is at stake,
of waht I've left behind.
Stars, that divide,
the two worlds yet co-exist in our minds.
Days, that defined,
the reasons to persist beyond our skys.
Into the light.
“A mission classified...”
I hear my devil's lie.
I face humankind.
Oh, what was their trait.
Oh. what they've left behind.
Stars, oh divine!
The two worlds have dismissed in the nights.
Days, that defined,
the sky.