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Proxima Centauri

Witch Ripper

You gave up the ghost
Stasis once kept us from floating away
Curse of the cosmos, no sanctuary
We're so small when we squabble
What this is, what this was
What this is haunted both of us

This aimless vessel you've kept us on
Carried, led astray
This endless mission unknown and unnamed
No turning back now, two souls drift in space
Our purpose unclear
Together we go away

We must lie awake to gaze upon the window
A form takes shape
Meteoric and rising, our star appears
Dimensions run parallel, please come to us
We're on our way, Proxima Centauri

This aimless vessel you've kept us on
Carried, led astray
This endless mission unknown and renamed
No turning back now, two souls drift in space
Our purpose unclear
Together we go away

Proxima Centauri
Proxima Centauri