A descent deep down into the red, red mist
Staring now into that black, unknown abyss
Presents left unopened, the champagne on ice
First contact with a new and virginal loam
Silicon heart bursting to tell those at home
Signals all wrapped up in packages to send
Tentatively extend my first solar arm
Then the second and third start to… an alarm?
I call for help, but the third arm blocks my way
Save Our Souls, Save Our Souls I play and replay
Now I just wait to become Martian debris
I know it’s over; you don’t need to tell me.