We are not of this world We are the last of a dying breed Consumed by an infinite darkness We leave our universe in search of light Orbiting the outer worlds Standing on the edge of existence We are the last of a dying breed A search for life begins Guided by constellations We are forever reaching out to a universe that will not reach back In search of life we find ourselves In an infinite galaxy of stars this one world holds the key In search of life we find ourselves Remnants of an outer world seeking salvation on our own Drifting through the endless abyss, we are alone Time is wearing thin and our end is imminent Changing fate has never been simple but we stand to prevail Re-writing what was written in the stars has never been an easy task We are all born of the stars We are alone In an infinite galaxy of stars this one world holds the key
Facing their imminent destruction, man prepares for war. As darkness approaches, wormholes appear in the sky. Man makes their final stand.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
