Webs of concrete giving off waste dust that marks the search of an age of a thousand vast empires, Sweeping away legends untold to human ears. While shafts of steel clutch the stars, natural supplies... once numerous.now lapse into eerie silence. Recycled energy becomes the only form of life as it was... now new forms are moulded from patterns already used in a struggle to survive!
Betonschlingen speien Abgasstaub, zeugen von tausend Reichen Jagd. Legenden, nie von Menschen gehört, zerfallen. Stahlarme krallen an Sternen
- verbrauchte Ressourcen verstummen. Recycelte Energie wird zur Lebensform, neue Wesen aus altem Muster geformt!
You had me thinking that I lost my mind
Du ließest mich glauben, ich hätte den Verstand verloren