Paroles de Mother Pt. 4

Out in the vacuum of time, we fly We fly Into the solar light (into the solar light) So divine We fly (into the solar light) What are we soon to face? Deep space, pressurized intake Deprive me of oxygen No, not again Grab ahold Brace for impact This objective is for all mankind This ambition, will it save us? I'm absent on the inside It's showing on the outside This crater I'm in (crater I'm in) It's only growing deeper My bones are growing weaker So desolate We're drifting further into oblivion The weight (the weight) That we carry with us Heavy on our minds Crash into the surface Blacked out Through life's burden The times uncertain It all keeps turning Existence So distant Lives that we've lost All for this Wars that we've fought Just to live Life always finds a way Time is a traveled space What are we soon to face? Deep space, pressurized intake Deprive me of oxygen No, not again Grab ahold And brace for impact Deep into oblivion