歌詞

We reached for the stars but we left a mess

A graveyard in the sky

The cage is closing

Listen

Ten thousand shards moving Mach twenty-two

A bolt through the hull, coming straight for the crew

Paint chips hitting like a hand grenade

The price of the progress, the debt to be paid

Old satellites spinning, dead and cold

A silver junkyard, a story untold

One collision leads to ten, then a hundred more

A chain reaction outside the atmosphere’s door

Kessler Syndrome, the orbital trap

Filling the void with our industrial scrap

We’re locked in a cage of our own design

Crossing the debris, walking the line

The sky is a minefield, the stars are a blur

The cosmic catastrophe starts to occur

Tracking the radar, thirty thousand bits

Waiting for the moment that the station gets hit

No way up, and there’s no way down

A ring of garbage wrapped around the town

We dreamt of the Mars, we dreamt of the Moon

But the shrapnel is singing a funeral tune

Cleaning the vacuum with a magnetic net

Paying the price for the things we forget

One screw. One bolt. One broken wing

Tearing through the silence of everything

We reached too high, but we looked too low

Now the clouds of metal are starting to grow

Kessler Syndrome, the orbital trap

Filling the void with our industrial scrap

We’re locked in a cage of our own design

Crossing the debris, walking the line

The sky is a minefield, the stars are a blur

The cosmic catastrophe starts to occur

Ground control... we’ve lost the window

The horizon is blocked

We’re grounded

Clean it up... before the stars go out