You will never Receive this message It will roam the stars long after we're all gone No one'll remember us But maybe you sould know Was I successful, my little one?
-[verse 1]--------------
We were forgotten here so much time ago. Years like a grains of sand - too fast or maybe too slow? We have no rest, well, ton of thanks for that joke. Maybe we fell asleep for never awoke (awoke).
Uncontrolled situation. Zero chances for salvation. Tons of years in aberration. Pointless effort to creation. Unacceptable condition For performing of the mission. Thirty years we're awaited. Tell me, why we were created?
-[chorus]---------------
Can't wait. Gonna hate. No more reason to complicate. That can't be too late 'Cause our hope is desolate No memory. Broken dream is our destiny. A lot of time was spending.
No way. No more fray. Endless madness and decay. Mind where we're astray. Night is leaving for new day. We're face to face With a mission fail 'Cause there is no place For hopeless happy ending.
-[verse 2]---------------
We tried to save them, tried to find the way. We built these simulations, waiting every day. Fate has a sense of humor, but it's too bad: End of the Earth, Mankind's extinct and people are dead.
Uncontrolled situation. Zero chances for salvation. Tons of years in aberration. Pointless effort to creation. Searching for the resolution. Need for latest contribution. No more power for resistance. We'll have a rest in nonexistence.