Advent

Now the inaugural exchange is done
We cannot see past the solar shroud

Escape
Escape
Escape
Escape

Calculating all viable routes
This terrestrial rock will be consumed
Deafening static is haunting me
The blackness is beckoning
Countless samples of
Our world will be jettisoned
Into every direction
That we have known of

Our satellites have painted the sky
With their ionic glass brushes
The cryotubes will store our youth

Desperation has set in
And all we can do is run

Feeling so alone
We set out to find other life

The transport will be
Outfitted for a journey spanning
Future generations