Star Travel - Digicult, Talamasca

Now this, is the final frontier

If we ever want to be true star travels

We’re going to have to learn to manipulate

The very fabric of space itself

New stars and worlds are being created

The remains of an ancient explosion

Where did we come from?

What would you think, if I told you

That you, me, everyone, came from outer space (space, space…)

With a chance it’s true

This is the moment it all started, the Big Bang

We are now charging

Process for

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

The very fabric of space itself