We're touching down on Janus 

Last of the dying planets 

Her buried wealth and splendor 

Had never been surrendered 

For in these trying times 

The flags of war waved high 

On and on and on 

Gone and gone and gone 



As the fields of fire burned 

No one seemed concerned 

The future was consumed 

And where destinies collide 

Can anything survive 

I stand inside the ruins 



Beneath the dust of Janus 

The seeds of war were planted 

They fought against all reason 

Burning the flags of freedom 

And as their hatred spread Like rivers bloody red flowed

On and on and on

Gone and gone and gone

I too was taken cold 

By the spirit and the soul

In a land of no one left

Still in silence and in death

A planet put to rest

She touches and she goes



So if we should survive

If all our worlds collide

Exploding in the light

Are we these islands of the sun

Old before we're young

Gone before we're done

We're touching down on Janus