Through the black, the hull is stacked

Taking in the haul from Alshain

Growing cracks, but still intact

Encroaching on the Cygnus domain

Beacon light within my sight

The terminal is glowing in space

Symbol for the free, but not for me

I’m preparing to plead my case



Like the moon is silent, consumed by the void

All screams from inside are destroyed



I was served an injustice as head of the Guard

Unbalanced and covetous was my charge



I have returned

With malice that can’t be unlearned

I have arrived 

Like the rise of a massive tide



Cygnus Terminal



Iso Subject 5, where were you?

Gone for 13 years and only aged 2



We deal with the terminal, we deal with death

We are the bringers of balance; we are the lungs of the cosmic breath



Iso Subject 5, your tracker was damaged at take-off

How could you survive? 

We thought you were gone



Cygnus Terminal



Iso Subject 5, you say that’s not your name?

Isolation must have twisted your brain



We deal with the terminal, we deal with death

We are the bringers of balance, we are the lungs of the cosmic breath



Iso Subject 5, you’ve strayed from your tests

You must have lost your mind

Why don’t we just kill you now and put this all to rest?



I crossed the Great Divide

I now have command over time

It’s futile to object

Now grant my parole from the Isolation Project



All the years trapped in silence

All there was to confide in

Was my waning sense of worth

Now reprieved of the tests

My soul is battered at best

But I’ve lived to see my rebirth



Policies of my decree

Once again, are enforced by me

Epsilon, Pteropticon

Failing now because of my leave

LCD, at full capacity

This is where I’ll restart my work

Take the names of those who caused me shame

Be silent, swift, and deft on your search



Like the moon is silent, consumed by the void

All screams from inside are destroyed



I have returned

With malice that can’t be unlearned

I have arrived 

Like the rise of a massive tide