Zeta (band)
Valentich
Craft

Of eerie beauty
Swarms


The terrestrial craft
Puzzled at its identity and fearing his safety
Aural light


Of majesty, spawn of unknown origin

Advanced aerodynamics overcome the predictable plane
Shifting through every angle, Aircraft

Superiority
Impossible flight patterns and unexplained motive
Strike fear and questions to those to witness

Radioing to control, explanations null
“It is hovering and it is not an aircraft”
Last words

Lead to disappearance, never to be found

Again
Speculation ensues