Tekstovi: Future Trail. Big Sky Horizon. Titan.

Death drifts in this modern world
in times we grow, in times we pray.
The always ending life
is turning away.
Our search for new directions
unknown fear on unknown ways.
Just to find new living grounds
there for us to stay.

Dethrone that faith
cause we have no choice.
They tell us progress
with inaudible voices.
Let's take this step
the sun shines cold today.
Is titan our new world
or just an other fake?

Death drifts in this modern world
landers on moon and surveyors of mars.
We all watch the deepest space
with fast beating hearts.
Our search for other planets
dream of reaching the Saturn.
Satellites like untouched islands
Titan - challenge, will we learn?

Death drifts in this modern world
we cannot pray
a lifeless planet
is turning away.

A lifeless planet
is turning away.


(Gracias a Mel por esta letra)