Satyricon — Vacuum

Like Satyricon Pantheon at war of the worlds, Like a paragon The galaxy of dreams we observe, Through a hundred thousand years of light A message to our globe, Astronomy moves endlessly Through eyes of the probe

On a starry night Construction of a dream in a dream From my satellite watching the scene

Like Satyricon The matter of the cold in the dark, Like a paragon Our galaxy contracts at the heart, Dance a million billion stars away, A mission we defend, Cosmology, the mystery of rays Heaven sent

Numbers collected, Picture restored, Vacuum s?ance, vacuum s?ance

Like Satyricon The matter of the cold in the dark, Like a paragon straight from the heart, Like Satyricon Pantheon at war of the worlds, Like a paragon The galaxy of dreams we observe, Like a Pantheon stars I observe