Collapsing are the walls that used to protect me
Ground under my feet cracks
My universe is imploding
Since my star died
Or was it me that ceased to burn?
A black hole is what's left of my world
Now crushed, solid, as compressed
A chaos attracting chaos, I run but cannot flee
I carry this core inside of me
Under the debris
There's still life but for how long?
I hear no rescue squads
They can't hear my silent screams
Or does this have to be I deserve to die?
Mi9's grown fate can't be stopped
It's harvest time and I did invite the reaper to help me with the crop
I used to be an observing satellite
Sent here without a task
Collecting images
That I'd never supply
When a lost satellite crashes and burns
No one cries
We only know our own world
And can't do otherwise
I blame no one
But wish that I, on this ship
Had dared to believe
Under the debris
There's still life but for how long?
I hear no rescue squads
They can't hear my silent screams