| Through the mind we flee to space | |
| As the shadows choose the place | |
| Though afraid, my sleeper must awake | |
| So I've used up all and left this time | |
| Station | |
| Towards where we're falling | |
| Faces | |
| Glowing blue eyes upon me | |
| Waste us | |
| Or make us slaves till death like upon me | |
| Or turn around and fake they're proud | |
| I've found my true calling | |
| Well beyond the mortal plane | |
| Lies the place where one's life can be exchanged | |
| No more conscience, no more pain | |
| The now, the past, the future stay the same | |
| Station | |
| Towards where we're falling | |
| Faces | |
| Glowing blue eyes upon me | |
| Waste us | |
| Or make us slaves till death like upon me | |
| Or show the world exist without the day | |
| While the tall one tries convincing us to stay |
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