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Off in the distance rises up a mighty roar I look around to see I'm not touching the floor I'm just a pawn in ancient pan-galactic wars To mine the ether ore is my eternal chore Not here, not now, not anymore I'm tired and my head is sore Asteroids live and breathe and planets fall in love Bat-beings groan and seethe and fit you like a glove Traverse Orion's leg in the blink of an eye Warm hands at dying suns and boiling midnight skies No day or night, eternal vacuum, hard and cold I slave where time is growing old Slaveship Slaveship We're on Another run Slaveship We're on Another run Slaveship We're on Another run Into the dying sun From Letras Mania