on my voyage through vast space
towards the heart of brillancy,
I must cope with the unknown face

of a somber galaxy
this universe, seemingly vacant and dead;
shapeless and black as the night,

appears all the same full of life, immensly rich.

limited by human sense;

I can only feel the force:
what is near but seems distant;
all those eyes behind the countless doors,

that observe me, physically present and real.
the knights of light don't resist.
I pass untouched through their guard,

I've stood their test.

the change of an era has come -

a new age is born;
as it's been forseen so long
a period of thought and insight -

man must survive.
though he's conjured his chances so many a time,
and asked for the gift of life more than twice.

his final run of luck has come now.
his final run of luck has come now.