Oh, how the strength that I once wielded
Has left me all alone
Fragmented sciences
Roaming the nothingness
They've cast me thoughtfully to orbit
A journey far from home
Three hundred million miles of darkness
Seven months to my new home
Of the rusted dust and ice here
Now centered in my sights
Unto this progress there will be a tome in fragments
I was made for this
My tools are clad and accurate
I was made for here
Disintegration is imminent
I was made for this
My tools are clad and accurate
I was made for here
Degradation is imminent
Battery is low and it's getting dark - for me
By my claw and probe we're taking
Samples of the world forsaken
Battery is low and it's getting dark - for me
By my claw and probe we're taking
Samples of the world forsaken
When strength and poise have left me finally
I'm useless once again
Panels that harvest radiant energy
To empower me once more
I yearn for climactic optimums
Then messages for my own
To allow the processes here
That have been so far
I was made for this
My tools are clad and accurate
I was made for here
Disintegration is imminent
I was made for this
My tools are clad and accurate
I was made for here
Degradation is imminent
Battery is low and it's getting dark - for me
By my claw and probe we're taking
Samples of the world forsaken
Battery is low and it's getting dark - for me
By my claw and probe we're taking
Samples of the world forsaken now
So far from home
Far from home
As the Sun, Phobos, and Deimos, they rise and fall
These storms of wind and dust encompass all
These systems wavering before the fall
I hear your voice but can't return the call
It's getting
Batteries low and it's getting dark
So far from home
Batteries low and it's getting dark
So far from home