They arrived, sailing the solar winds
Horizons combine
Born of an ever-renewable craft
The descenders make surface contact
Probing the steel-hard ice
With instruments of war
The era has shifted
Peace is only a product of the unseen
Never to see the light of day again
They call themselves explorers
Bringers of peace and intellect
While their world is enveloped in chaos and selfishness
How quickly they forget
We watch from afar
Shrouded by the rings of our mother
Clash with the onslaught of photons
Forged in the hearts of dying stars
Only to dissipate into onyx oblivion
Tantalized by the eventual first contact
Revitalized
They arrived, sailing the solar winds
Horizons combine
The journey to the source has just begun
A crimson arc, longing to come full circle
