Archer
Last transmission from a dying bloated fallen star
Time is ripe for me to leave this station
A carrier of doorways at the gates of no return
Poetic justice burn
Never mind true north at the heart
This beat up lonely vessel falls apart
Departure for a flying start
I circle in the center like an archer
Marksmen of a certain kind already know the answer
Readjusting the course
No remorse
Ride the Arcturian horse
Coma rider flown
Into the vast unknown
Time is ripe for me to leave this station
A carrier of doorways at the gates of no return
Poetic justice burn
Never mind true north at the heart
This beat up lonely vessel falls apart
Departure for a flying start
I circle in the center like an archer
Marksmen of a certain kind already know the answer
Readjusting the course
No remorse
Ride the Arcturian horse
Coma rider flown
Into the vast unknown
Credits
Writer(s): Simen Hestnaes, Steinar Sverd Johnsen
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