The Captain

Breathing shallowly—oxygen stores now depleting
Cygnus-1 took quite a beating
Harm sustained from overheating burned away what was remaining
What now remains?
Combusting with every breath what meager molecules are left
A beacon beaming, pioneering carving through the atmosphere
Small, but infinite incandescent light
Dim, yet in full sight. Piercing endless night

Oh, it’s burning bright!
Forging on and on tenaciously fixated on the slightest sign of a reprieve
Looming is Ganymеde
What lies benеath?
Crystal clear, but devoid of life
Reservoirs of bile and blight
A beacon gleaming in the deep
Shimmering from beneath the Acid Lakes of Ganymede!

Blown wide—depressurized—all air bleeding out into the void
Meteorite—falling of stars—carbonized—prepared to die
But holding tight to every atom left of life!
Brace for impact
Brace for impact
Brace for impact in the acid lake!
As I fall, free of motion in suspended animation
Dreaming of what I’d find—I am sure that it was not here
Fear of the gleaming light—I couldn’t shake it
I will always feel that I can’t make it on my own

Eyes erupt to view the gleam - visons of what was foreseen
Reaching out to grasp the dream - sublimate straight into steam
What light gleams beneath the Acid Lakes of Ganymede?
Dissipation of my extent, outer being
Nuclear fission of atoms that would connect the seams
Dissipation of my extent, outer being
Nuclear fission of atoms that would connect the seams

Narrator

“As his body broke down into its most basic molecules it would spell disaster! What was the origin of this mysterious light and what will become of our hero!?”

Ripped apart at the seams
Retinas burned by the nuclear gleam
Ripped apart at the seams
Retinas burned by the nuclear gleam

The Formulator

“I’ll redefine the pain you hold inside
I’ll redefine—just have to sign the dotted line"
Ripped apart at the seams
Retinas burned by the nuclear gleam
“I’ll redefine the pain you hold inside
I’ll redefine—just have to sign the dotted line
I’ll formulate a new divide
Chase the signal to continue—rebuild all the atoms left of you!”

The Captain

My form now discreet—a sum less than the whole being
My form is incomplete
(sum of him, all of him, some of him, none of him)
Mend the fracture that exists inside of me, so please reformulate
Don’t let this mission be my final fate
The end has never seemed so near, but wait—don’t you see a glint of hope inside the gleam?
So, please, reformulate…
Don’t say it’s too late!
Now it’s coming back to me
A new reality is waiting there for me
Don’t say it’s too late…