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Calls from a foreign sun

Words from a sacred tongue

Soaring through the ancient canopy

Lost in a maze of gold and green

Weeping voices calling out for amnesty

Moving closer to the edge now

Load precious cargo fast

Save a dying lifeform

Behold the flaming serpent

Soaring through the ancient canopy

Lost in a maze of gold and green

Weeping voices calling out for amnesty

Moving closer to the edge now

Soaring through the ancient canopy

Lost in a maze of gold and green

Weeping voices calling out for amnesty

Moving closer to the edge now

Kicking screaming ant from the boot

Wash the soil from the root

A million years astray

Searching for the light

A perfect trajectory

Nowhere left to hide

Suspended above the earth

As time is standing still

The journey has come to an end

Now left is the kill