Follow me to Alshain toward a fiery grave

We have spun a web of worlds, spinning out of control



I crossed the other side

But I was brought back

The air sucked from my lungs

My hull was cracked

The dust sifted in

Like an hourglass

It sealed my ship 

And I was in tact



Hourglass between worlds

Emptiness on the side that employs

The upper hand

Recharging the void

Each half of the cosmic breath

Moved by a void

With our lungs at capacity

Recharging the void



Follow me to Alshain toward a fiery grave

We have spun a web of worlds, spinning out of control



We’ve lived beyond our years

And now we hear our calling

We’ve outlived our pillars falling, falling

I must return to Alshain

To release our clutch

Terminal redux



Like our star at its end

Time will warp in the space we bend

As we burst to our stellar tomb

Its planets will be consumed



Hourglass between worlds

Emptiness on the side that employs

The upper hand

Recharging the void

Each half of the cosmic breath

Moved by a void

With our lungs at capacity

Recharging the void

All the things we’ve destroyed

But there is one thing left: bring balance through our death

The Cygnus tide can be restored

To a cosmic state

Before man perverted it 

Before we staked our claim

Ultimate sacrifice

To revive the flux

Turning back, a shrinking world

Too small for us (x2)



Illuminate what remains

From a time when all sanctions were hallowed

And our freedoms sucked straight from our marrow

To bleed after refrain

All we knew was the suffering

Away, all of the shame and the sorrow

Only hoping for endless tomorrows

We look to cold, shimmering skies

Feel the light passing by

There’s no light that reflects from our gallows

Planets stricken to live in the shadows

Of cold, shimmering skies

All we ask is our story be told

To young, beckoning, yearning worlds

Who are struggling to be as one

We are the light from a dying sun

In darkness we will remain



Feel the light piercing your eyes

Open the skies to the Cygnus tide



Countdown to the end

The Terminal descends

Into Alshain’s cloud

To be kept under shroud

Rulers of life

We’ve seen the limits of our minds

Our foresight is blinded by our bias

To which we cannot hide



Cygnus is calling (Sung in unison) Bound to our graves

The pillars are falling (x6)… In stellar remains (x6)



Cygnus is calling 

From beyond the grave 

It rises once again

With balance staved we make amends

A ruler without plots or schemes

Of cosmic law, we could only dream



I heed the Cygnus call

A symbol for life and death’s resolve

Our fate implodes upon our crux

The Terminal is set to self-destruct



Relic Alshain

Oh Shahin-i-tarazu

I return my flesh to you