"Now recording transmission one of the SV Ex Humanus, upon desertion of Earth's gravitational field The end is here Humanity has been lost The few survivors remaining on the planet have no hope, God has deserted us There's nothing to live for anymore We flee in attempt to find something more; heading towards the sun All too concerned with the aesthetic, without regard for what really matters What they don't understand, is that humanity is a disease We're a virus End of transmission" Dark... searching for the sunrise This vast ethereal plane I'm lost within A sense of longing, a subterfuge, created in the cold Eyes open but I still cant see Searching for purpose in what you call home Lost in the void, create a new reality Distract myself, from myself Float away, we're heading towards destiny Heart kept at bay, by a fear derived from within On a course to nowhere, alter my path Peering eyes of the universe calling my name, urging in conflicting tones... Christening Confused and alone, weight of what feels like a thousand worlds on my shoulders Stop Knighted by the light of a thousand, a new blood burns in my veins Oh, it burns in my veins Eyes wide set with purpose, monumental