Hunting & Gathering (Cydonia)

I got you in my sublimes of dreams The origin of my kind The answer to my questionless being In the themes of Marduk's collapse When the asteroids explode Around the whole of the sun As the clouds were lightened up And the fire balls were roaming And the blue turns empty dried The cradle of the next generation Risen from above the lands Descending like a dreamless castle For a new hope Cities rising from the rocks The earth gives its mercy But no more gold for the traitors Who possess the ancient ruins By their untruth spells They take the world and the earth breathing fire On the endless oil seas Never ending towers of flames Oh Cydonia merrily a picture of dreamless Is it cold out there in the fields of those memories? Look at me