Из альбома: Worlds and Worlds
A fetid, wornout scenery, this cradle of man
Sucked bonedry, the Ancient Mother at the end of her lifespan
Craving, ruthless, the child that ate its own womb,
human vermin, abandon this place of doom
Cosmic winds blow - the surge is powerful,
to the stars the future leads
Walk away from the battlefields of the old world
earthling - wipe the blood from your eyes
Arise
Distant suns shine over strange horizons,
unknown wars fought on alien land
Alien eyes look upon mans arrival,
greeted - by fists or with open hand
The umber sphere of Earth fades into black, Sol astern, swollen in agony,
the last glimpse of home Ahead - the universe
Craving, ruthless, the child that ate its own womb