We are heading for the stars Trail ablaze as we take off Now we're bound to this life (There is no turning back) Thermal engine pressure high Thrust to make us leave The exosphere far behind (Two hundred nights) What is time anyway? (Enter the night) A brief, bitter sense of fear (Two hundred nights) Like being born again (Enter the night) Into the void we now go Induced sleep we must survive From calculations we comply Enter torpor, enter night Booting the system shuts the light Black Sky Emaciated, waking up again Now realizing that we're close Sense of inertia and we see our goal Our time is nigh Breaching the skies Future's yours and mine