Exhausted, we cannot walk anymore
It seems that nothing is like before
All the landscapes are uniform
Every tree have the same dismal look
But the earth is still turning turning and turning forever
We will continue to watch this race
Which the number of laps remains unknown

We are the last ones
Condemned, we better try to get out
Restart everything. In our misfortune
We have this chance, we'll not let it go
Universe have claimed his rights
But not our minds
Our Ideals as weapons
We will shape our own fate
In the ashes of our past

We've walked a thousand miles
Remembering what we were
We're lost under this unlighted sun
We understood the seed of our mistakes
Let's repair all of our sins
In Our Own Society

Building something new
To restore the remains of a Forgotten World
Coded as OOS 1.0