My moon, you fugles destiny of my tribe. On my poor planet people were just dumb gibe. Now they immortal, like me and you, Cold Sun, Forever young, cause we became the whole one!
You try to speak, and rising out to scream burst, Retrieving things, that seems to you just less worst. Just dance again, my little young obsession; Make glowing sky, this madness - my posession!
When cyber moon is calling me to go back, I will return to cradle of space's deep black. Now on the Earth I'm staring to the blind skies. For you, my Cyber Light, I’m ready for dice!
Standing alone on rock, playing on your rays, Sparking and calling falls deceives and mind slays. I'll start to stretch my cyber wings to star track, When Cyber Moon will calling me to go back.