Manufactured Skies

Self-preservation lives in the mind
Our greatest instinct is to survive
But our will to outlive our own lives
Means we run
And we run against the wheel of time

Where to pass the smoldered flame
When every path is gone
Carve a new way to the Sun
Mass exodus
Flee to the stars above

When the skyline falls
(When the skyline falls)
And the daylight calling is the light we seek
Raise us above
As our hope is fading
(As our hope is fading)
And the backdrop of the future stars await
Carry us on

Our roots are buried deep in the soil
Refuse to let them wither away
But the choice
Is not ours to remain
Now we fly
And we fly into the darkest night

Where to pass the smoldered flame
When every path is gone
Carve a new way to the Sun
Mass exodus
Flee to the stars above

When the skyline falls
(When the skyline falls)
And the daylight calling is the light we seek
Raise us above
As our hope is fading
(As our hope is fading)
And the backdrop of the future stars await
Carry us on