Quadrant 7

Feel like a cold wind has me Ice is the black space freezing I try, to take the ship My finger, starts to slip Quadrant seven, edge of heaven Fire burning, number seven Reaching farther, every hour Creature watching over me Night vision, catch my eye I see red moons drift by Metal wall, blue and green I hear an engine breathe Quadrant seven, edge of heaven Fire burning, number seven Reaching farther, every hour Creature watching over me So much for hopes and dreams I feel the end is nearing Black hole, hold tight Face down, I lie, my hands tied Quadrant seven, edge of heaven Fire burning, number seven Reaching farther, every hour Creature watching over me