Lyrics to Time Of The Moon
We're supersonic pilots stealing space and time, shot to the ground.
Direct the rockets on a mission playing with the speed of sound.
No gravitation - frozen air is whistling from our tractor beams.
Forever gliding, it's our game to get away on broken wings...
Direct the rockets on a mission playing with the speed of sound.
No gravitation - frozen air is whistling from our tractor beams.
Forever gliding, it's our game to get away on broken wings...
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