They call our retrospective zone
And put their trust in yet to be
These righteous souls as yet unknown

Our fate, our lives, our destiny.

Across the barren land of time

Staccato digital aware
That they must search against the line
For clues that somehow lead them there.


And she must now embrace her fate
Unsure of what is meant to be

A hero forced, as we all wait
Our lives, our fate, our destiny.