[Verse 1]
Landscapes of frozen methane
Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes
[Verse 2]
I was sent here to describe and tease the mind of the fantasy king
On a ship of curiosity I sail; what treasure can be found here?
Why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate?
[Verse 3]
Behind the Neptune hillsides they say the towers stand tall
Built by hands dissimiliar to mine
And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures
[Guitar Solo]
Landscapes of frozen methane
Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes
[Verse 2]
I was sent here to describe and tease the mind of the fantasy king
On a ship of curiosity I sail; what treasure can be found here?
Why must eyes face this unearthly show of morbid climate?
[Verse 3]
Behind the Neptune hillsides they say the towers stand tall
Built by hands dissimiliar to mine
And brought alive by hearts of ancient alien cultures
[Guitar Solo]
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