Reaching to the Skies

We're reaching to the skies Above all mundane lies Our dream machine it flies That which is useless dies We're reaching to the skies Above all mundane lies Our dream machine it flies That which is useless dies Useless dies The rolling of the dice Is sometimes what decides If we will get the prize Or death in disguise The rolling of the dice Is sometimes what decides If we will get the prize Or death in disguise In disguise