4 acessos
Flying through the Space - our aims is the Place
where a tiny Point gives the Light
Diving through the Fog as we strike the Ground
there was no escape anymore
Look around , is this the End we had forseen ?
A liveless , desolated Earth
The crying Land searching for the one in charge
The human Race had denied
2001
A liveless time has begun
2001
Maybe a new dawn will come