i am the sole survivor of this illfated mission   all the others are since long dead and gone   we had dreams, we had visions   nothing left now but one crude decision   inhuman temperature slowly rising   gasping for air, all supplies are wasted   we turned the last pages of history   our fate shall be shrouded in mustery      shall we truly be no more?   it is hard to comprehend   yet i fear it to be true   beyond all hope, it is over   there is no point in going on   (where did we go wrong?)   an optic illusion   children of another dimension   the stars shine so painfully bright   on this, our last fatal night      crossing the rubicon   into the sun...   am i the chosen one?   into the sun...      we were the blessed, the chosen few   survivors of the holocaust   we had the confidence of youth to pull through   now i'm so much older and feeling lost   i steer this ship into the sun   the flesh of our bodies melt into one   what once was our vessel   now a burning rock, our epitaph... our final requiem