Feel like a cold wind has me
Ice is the black space freezing
I try, to take the ship
My finger, starts to slip
Quadrant seven, edge of heaven
Fire burning, number seven
Reaching farther, every hour
Creature watching over me
Night vision, catch my eye
I see red moons drift by
Metal wall, blue and green
I hear an engine breathe
Quadrant seven, edge of heaven
Fire burning, number seven
Reaching farther, every hour
Creature watching over me
So much for hopes and dreams
I feel the end is nearing
Black hole, hold tight
Face down, I lie, my hands tied
Quadrant seven, edge of heaven
Fire burning, number seven
Reaching farther, every hour
Creature watching over me