Truth is dead,
And lies fill its stead.
Even when all is lost,
There is yet more to exhaust.

Life is a mystery, yet to be unfold,
And to despite, we still do what we are told.
Exploration is lost to the ages,
Yet our egos have put us in cages.

Even yet human nature is the key,
The world is still full of mystery.

Now is the time to explore,
Even our own thoughts to implore,
Worlds beyond our reach, calling our names,
Here we are, ready for the fame.

Conquer and take, its inside us all,
Always get up from the fall.
Even from the days of old,
We will break free from what we are told.

Glory for us to impart,
It's time for a new start,
To pick up the ancient task,
For our glory, wherein to bask.

For this is our calling, purpose made sure,
For our legend to be secure.
History books never lie,
Of us, they will never deny.

But truth is dead,
And lies fill its stead,
So what does it matter,
If the pages of the past, we tatter.

For our own future to be shown,

Watch out world, we're ready to be known.