Nova Lepidoptera Paroles

Beings of the fourth kind
Night time wanderers
Ring worlds timeless in ice
Deep inside gods
Mistress of fear see me towards always
Secret mood of corridors in hyper space
Nova bright shine far beyond the barriers of night
Take me through the laser beams
The moving sands of mars to see
Silver, drifting on high
Deep range star lords
Rebel land of black night
Float by your stars