my life to the full I have no regrets But I wish I could talk to my family To Tell them one last goodbye The Final Frontier... The Final Frontier
full I have no regrets But I wish I could talk to my family to tell them One last goodbye The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier
I have no regrets anekatips But I wish I could talk to my family to tell them One last goodbye The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier
: Stranger than the comet as it streaks across the sky Stranger than the truth I know before my open eyes I have dealt in mysteries and trickery, of
: Take my eyes, the things I've seen In this world coming to an end. My reflection fades, I'm weary Of these earthly bones and skin. You may pass through
have no regrets anekatips But I wish I could talk to my family to tell them One last goodbye The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier
: As he travels on the beast of Burden Moving up along the mountain side As he gazes looking down the valley No regrets but his pride As he journeys
: When I stand and look About the port And contemplate my life, will I Ever see my countrymen again? As the captain calls us on the deck I take my things
: Have you heard what they said on the news today Have you heard what is coming to us all? That the world as we know it will be coming to an end Have
: When I stand before you shining in the early morning sun When I feel the engines roar and I think of what we've done Oh the bittersweet reflection
: Gotta tell you a story On a cold winters night You'll be sailin for glory Before you know what is right So come over here now I got a vision for you
: Sitting, waiting in the falling rain. Getting ready to begin again. Wounded, lying, crying. Bodies moving, dying. All around there is the smell of
you Sacrifice, now united Rising levels of the tidal lakes protect them Keepers of the Goddess in the underworld Holding powers of the Mystics, deep inside them Nineteen maidens
When I stand before you shining in the early morning sun When I feel the engines roar and I think of what we've done Oh the bittersweet reflection as
Gotta tell you a story On a cold winters night You'll be sailin for glory Before you know what is right So come over here now I got a vision for you
Sitting, waiting in the falling rain. Getting ready to begin again. Wounded, lying, crying. Bodies moving, dying. All around there is the smell of death
