Mounted on ice, carried by the current To measure Earth's hydrosphere Below white clouds, above black torrents Embraced by the Northern celestial sphere Built to operate in this terminal cold An excursion of Life and Death Following the drama behind a Human threshold With the duality of mind and breath I travel with a drifting station In this Kingdom of flaming skies Below the clouds, above black torrents Drifting away from the present Exposed for Gaia's obscure prime I'm collecting Evolution In the North pole's aeon old ice "Like a glimpse of future raiment A new dissertation is written all over the clime" I travel with a drifting station In this Kingdom of flaming skies A frozen World with a clear message Evolvement can't be defeated And it replaces hope with knowledge "Mission completed" I'm collecting Evolution In the North pole's aeon old ice I travel with a drifting station