Lyrics:

1.Rising near space…, Thinking we can be gods yeah…,
Reaching no place…, While thinking no way we’re wrong yeah..,
Earth is getting small oh small…, Our frame won’t make the haul anymore..,
Peril is the road so long.., usurping the throne no one..,
Chorus
Rising in a haste…, sometimes up is up is down..,
Rising in a haste..,
2.Paving our way…, Eager for the dark no light..,
Granted our pay.., Wicked is the sum of all…,
Chorus
**We will attain…, We will abstain fists raised to the sky..,
We will perfect the creation…,
3.Carving our names.., speech has been bemused by the One!
Our challenge accursed…, Our cleverness has lost its charm..,
Outro
We will attain.., We will abstain fists raised to the sky.., We will perfect the creation..,
We will attain.., We will abstain fists raised to the sky.., We will perfect the creation..,