[Verse 1]
We called it the Traveller
The Light that had brought us from blackness
To widen, explore other planets, us
A tiny fault on our planet’s surface
Alive and reborn and expanding thus
We must try to be more than our ancestors
So let’s rise before we’re turned back to dust
And fight the force that unravelled us
Redefine our whole existence
Colonise the Solar System
Set our sights on the skies up high
And find the stars our roles are written in
Magnificent, munificent
Giving a gift to the citizens who wish on them
Lifting them up from indifference
Shifting them into significance
A Golden Age...
To control your fate is all the rage
Flip the script, fold the page
This is it, behold the stage
We’ve made the maps but face the facts
Everything great we’ve attained just may collapse
The Collapse has taken our cake away
And we aim to take it back
Any alien race invading our space
We’re making them pay for that
So raid, attack in waves
We’ll aim at your face and blast away the mask
Or take an axe and hack away ‘til we break your back
Grenades and flak won’t chase us back
We’re built to stay in the Milky Way’s new neighbours’ spat
We came from caves and paved the way to today so hey, perhaps That indicates the fact this teensy race adapts, we’re made to last!
The worse our circumstances, the more certain the chance is
We’ll stand resistant, persistently grin in the face of hostility
And live!
We called it the Traveller
The Light that had brought us from blackness
To widen, explore other planets, us
A tiny fault on our planet’s surface
Alive and reborn and expanding thus
We must try to be more than our ancestors
So let’s rise before we’re turned back to dust
And fight the force that unravelled us
Redefine our whole existence
Colonise the Solar System
Set our sights on the skies up high
And find the stars our roles are written in
Magnificent, munificent
Giving a gift to the citizens who wish on them
Lifting them up from indifference
Shifting them into significance
A Golden Age...
To control your fate is all the rage
Flip the script, fold the page
This is it, behold the stage
We’ve made the maps but face the facts
Everything great we’ve attained just may collapse
The Collapse has taken our cake away
And we aim to take it back
Any alien race invading our space
We’re making them pay for that
So raid, attack in waves
We’ll aim at your face and blast away the mask
Or take an axe and hack away ‘til we break your back
Grenades and flak won’t chase us back
We’re built to stay in the Milky Way’s new neighbours’ spat
We came from caves and paved the way to today so hey, perhaps That indicates the fact this teensy race adapts, we’re made to last!
The worse our circumstances, the more certain the chance is
We’ll stand resistant, persistently grin in the face of hostility
And live!
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