Orbit Culture
Blacksphere
We've woken an ancient dweller
The fleet of machines
They burn down our cities to embers
Disturbing the earth
Hear me

The rain on my skin gives me
Strength to continue the struggle

I stand for our world
With might I'll crush them all

No reason to think that I won't be speaking the truth
A savior shall rise up to break the eternal will of
The machine
A sign

Striding through mountains and cinder
Ancient unknown
Reeking of oil with one motive
To reign us all
Hear me

The rain on my skin gives me
Strength to continue the struggle
I stand for our world
With might I'll crush them all

No reason to think that I won't be speaking the truth
A savior shall rise up to break the eternal will of
The machine
A sign

No reason to think that I won't be speaking the truth
A savior shall rise up to break the eternal will of
The machine
A sign

Go with the blessing of your savior
Go with the blessing of your savior