Prospectors of sound, wipe the scurf off

Geographical arrangements, timetable possibilities

Permanent nothingness, sameblooded minds

One innovator to carry on the mission, vision

Bygone days traditions

Unspoken regulations

Certain something in the air

Two from the both are aware

Two from the both are aware

Striking from the room

With somewhat same costume

The driver has set up all the tunes

Permanent nothingness, sameblooded minds

Suspеnse in attendance

Individual gathеrings

Rather hectic indeed

As we get on with our steed

Giant horn from the sky destroying all

Descending, reforming from the clouds

Sound so big, pressure unbearable

Salvation absolute and final

Water boiling, skin gloves peeling off