Per Aspera Ad Astra

Looking up from an icy spot

Praying for the re-birth of the sun

If everything would explode

Would you breathe in or out?

Bring me a dog or a loaded gun

I'm fed up with all the people around

Most of them are to me

Like crisp breadcrumbs in my bed

And all I can say to you Is to fly with the riddle

To touch the moon

All I can say to you is try!

Passive thinking, stuck in the game

Souls hide in infected cells

If everything would explode

Would they breathe in or out?

Stranded, deep in civilisation

People I thought were like myself

Have turned into what we all once said

We hated so much

And all I can say to you

Is that fly with the riddle

To touch the moon

All I can say to you

Is that I try