[Verse 1]
Level negative twenty-two
Nobody’s land, nobody’s map
We walk where no one owns
Toward the place she lost herself
Aldric had a map out
(he pulled it from somewhere)
(he always had a map)
(this one did not have this part)
[Spoken]
[Solara:] How far to forty-five
[Aldric:] The map does not know. I have another map. The other map also does not know
[Pre-Chorus]
The plan was negative forty-five
Reach Sigma from there
The last time she was there she lost her memory
But Aldric’s map was glowing
(the old kind, not fire)
And Void had said, if answers are anywhere, they are there
[Chorus]
Territorial field, nobody’s land
Territorial field, the unmapped below
We walk where no one owns
Toward the star that knows
Three of them and a map that glows
And a plan that ends at forty-five
[Verse 2]
[Spoken]
[Solara:] Aldric. What happened to me there
[Aldric:] You forgot. Enough that you came back different
[Solara:] Different how
[Aldric:] Quieter
(She already knew)
Then a watcher
(neutral observers)
(writing everything down)
(it is not personal)
[Watcher:] The council is gone
(the watcher wrote this down)
[Watcher:] No one can reach them. They went when your trap was sprung
[Watcher:] I am writing this down
[Watcher:] The army from Level two-ninety is moving down
[Watcher:] To the one hundred
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Below one hundred is the light’s
Above is the dark’s
That was the pact
If they cross the line, they take the rest
The watcher wrote this down too
(it is not personal)
(but the count is climbing)
[Chorus 2]
Territorial field, nobody’s land
Territorial field, the unmapped below
We walk where no one owns
Toward the star that knows
Three of them and a map that glows
And a plan that ends at forty-five
[Bridge]
The council’s army still fights at the line
But no one is directing them anymore
[Watcher:] They do not know to stop. So they do not stop
[Watcher:] They also do not know where to go
[Watcher:] I am writing this down
[Solara:] How long
[Watcher:] Soon
[Void:] That is not a number
[Watcher:] I know. I will write down soon. It is not a number. I will write down the number also when it arrives
[Final Chorus - key lift]
Territorial field, nobody’s land
Territorial field, but not for long
The line at one hundred is the pact
And the pact is walking down
The council’s gone, the army fights alone
Heading to forty-five, heading to the star
[Outro]
[Solara:] Aldric. The map
[Aldric:] The glowing one is for negative forty-five
[Void:] Negative forty-five
[Solara:] Negative forty-five
They walked
The watcher watched them go
(then wrote this down)
(it was not personal)
Level negative forty five.
Where answers might be when we arrive
Level negative forty five
Level negative forty five