Drifting Station - Cronian

Mounted on ice, carried by the current

To measure Earth’s hydrosphere

Below white clouds, above black torrents

Embraced by the Northern celestial sphere

Built to operate in this terminal cold

An excursion of Life and Death

Following the drama behind a Human threshold

With the duality of mind and breath

I travel with a drifting station

In this Kingdom of flaming skies

Below the clouds, above black torrents

Drifting away from the present

Exposed for Gaia’s obscure prime

I’m collecting Evolution

In the North pole’s aeon old ice

Like a glimpse of future raiment

A new dissertation is written all over the clime

I travel with a drifting station

In this Kingdom of flaming skies

A frozen World with a clear message

Evolvement can’t be defeated

And it replaces hope with knowledge

«Mission completed»

I’m collecting Evolution

In the North pole’s aeon old ice

I travel with a drifting station