Lights low in the big hall, - not any sound
Strange feelings catch us all, - Danger all around
Blue light flickers on - flashes for this doom
Carbon and methane around in this great room
In the cave the echoes play
Feel the tension, it won't fade away
Gone are the traces of the past
Mystic feelings catch us at last
It seems like no week is gone, since the last work here is done
Looks like they were mining to get H3 - To get a lot of energy
This is just not too far away from what we know
But who built it, and where did they go
What kind of life made this - They seem mining for H3, like we want to do
Everything here looks like we could use it, and so they may similar, like me and you
But they left. Nobody knows when. Time is endless here on the moon - will they come back again