Hunting & Gathering (Cydonia)

I got you in my sublimes of dreams
 The origin of my kind
 The answer to my questionless being
 In the themes of Marduk's collapse
 When the asteroids explode
 Around the whole of the sun
 As the clouds were lightened up
 And the fire balls were roaming
 And the blue turns empty dried
 The cradle of the next generation
 Risen from above the lands
 Descending like a dreamless castle
 For a new hope
 Cities rising from the rocks
 The earth gives its mercy
 But no more gold for the traitors
 Who possess the ancient ruins
 By their untruth spells
 They take the world and the earth breathing fire
 On the endless oil seas
 Never ending towers of flames
 Oh Cydonia merrily a picture of dreamless
 Is it cold out there in the fields of those memories?
 Look at me