Open the gates of the past
   With the key to our hearts
   Dream of the years gone by
   Centuries through mankind's eyes
  
   In the wasteland that grows inside
   Within me I shall find myself
  
   Slowly walking, pacing front
   See through these blind eyes
   Stepping on shadows, touching air
   Stones move as I stand still
   Seek the answers in the skies
   As we don't even know ourselves
   Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes
  
   In the wasteland that grows inside
   Within me I shall find myself
  
   For years of space technology
   Still we haven't learned
   Like children we explore
   Things we can't yet comprehend
  
   Open the doors of the past
   With the beating of a heart
   Dream as the years go by
   Carrying our own cross
   Seek the answers in the skies
   As we don't even know ourselves
   Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes