| We’ve arrived at our new home we call the Bay of Dreams |
| Our abode beneath the flow of endless silver streams |
| Will I ever be free from the ghosts of my past |
| Will I ever succeed to find peace… at last |
| Overhead, a savage sky, beyond our placid bay |
| Deadly rays from Sirrah’s eye, upon the seas they blaze |
| Will I ever adapt to this alien life |
| Will I ever feel trapped, merely trying to survive |
| Will you still be needing me? |
| Will you still be feeding me? |
| Will you still be heeding me? |
| Will you still let me serve when you mutate into the species roaming these |
| oceans |
| Or will I be disengaged? |
| My life is winding down, as if time has ceased |
| My world grinds to a halt and nature is at peace |
| My fears are fading in the wastelands of the deep |
| My doubts all wash away by the freely twisting streams |
| in the Bay of Dreams |
| Far beyond in the Aftertime, a new world to come |
| In a far-off galaxy, underneath a distant sun |
| I see our children, they look like you and me |
| They await their destiny, I can almost hear their screams |
| in the Bay of Dreams |