Blood red, a drop in a black, black sky
It fills my waking dreams
Metal I have touched, has touhed its land
Now my soul lives there
I am a pioneer and I crave the frontier
Waking to struggles, sleeping to exhaustion
Red lands, barren seas, a planet to explore
A home to build, a race to create
I am a pioneer and this is what I crave
Red dreams fill my eyes
as rockets grow on towers of flame
up, up towards my home
I touch the distant land that calls my name
CHORUS:
It's time, time to go
Now, not later...
To Mars, to Mars
Land of my children's children
It's time, time to go
Now, not later...
To Mars, to Mars
Home of my heart and mind
We are the Adam and Eve
The first to inject life here
Ours is the will to survive
We water our dreams with passion
And pluck the fruit of success
Red lands colored green, with the blood of our souls
A home to build, a race to create
I am a pioneer and this is what I crave
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