Decline is the symptom of the failure to evolve forwards

Change was and will be the most permanent element of experience

deny to go on and you will be left back

Going backwards by remaining stagnant



We watch from our abodes

As hawks we cut the electric skies.

With pride

We keep the order, designing fate

We give access to countless futures...



A time of exodus will come.

The time to break out from the womb

And ships will lower down on Taia

On shining arks then we will go

On lands and stars forgotten...



The origin of riddles, what can restore the lunar wings

Is challenge of the underworld

For challenges to come, we will stand against the tide

Under the banner of the brave



Mission AIÃŽËœEPIA, the future belongs to the brave

Decline is the symptom of the failure to evolve forwards

Change was and will be the most permanent element of experience



We watch from our abodes

As hawks we cut the electric skies.

With pride

We keep the order, designing fate

We give access to countless futures...



The origin of riddles, what can restore

The lunar wings is challenge of the underworld

For challenges to come, we will stand against the tide

Under the banner of the brave



Mission AIÃŽËœEPIA, the future belongs to the brave