Qubenauts

In a desert galaxy, not far from here

Closed in a transparent cube, I'm looking for today

Journey trough the void, total running of 30 minutes

Segment of a silver asteroids, craters and obsessions

Before Orion's belt rips for three times the mechanism

Put on blood of saint in the tank

They rock you, they row for you, how much to be a coward

Straight lines form a circle, correct and superimposed directions

Options that don't exist, infinity sends communication's code

Nomads in the cube have taken long way, from theirselves to nowhere

Cause they ride on to the east, they are riding with no breeze

Cosmo misses God, but has a law for us

They have gone to the west, can't leave the undone behind

Welcome spirit that combs a shattered souls

Punished like a cain's son, they go where no one

Would try, to suffocate in the solar wax

Higher much higher, reach out to the meanness

Footstep in astral phobia and one eye's

Scanning the flat universe

Pick up piece of smiling wisdom

And keep going most precious stalactite tear by tear

It's the least beauty of their collections

Mute iron seagull flying around, his opened wings project

Shadow on them all

Fleeting memory, fast and quick, another sleepless space

It's not my home, not my doom, somewhere they go I follow them

It's not my womb, not my doom, everywhere they go I have to go still time