Silent sound, as the voice muffled But for what reason? What’s with the troubles? I asked the stars, again, that never answered About the dangers, about the hazard
What made you hold it? What made you want it? The red flag reveals, now it’s my favorite color I left the world, and the dust still lingers
Subconscious, subconscious Where are you going? Subconscious, subconscious When are we leaving?
This land was already taken So don’t even bother about the gold and diamonds Even the gravity pushed us away Command us to go back to space