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The Astroverse

Touch the Sun

Inspired by humanity's oldest myths and legends, Touch the Sun explores the possibility that the beings our ancestors called gods were visitors from beyond the stars. Across countless cultures, stories of celestial teachers, creators, and sky-born messengers have endured for millennia. The song invites us to question our origins and imagine a time when the heavens themselves reached down to shape the destiny of mankind.

False Gods?

Touch the Sun explores one of humanity's oldest and most unsettling questions: what if the beings our ancestors worshipped as gods were something else entirely? Across countless cultures, stories persist of celestial visitors who descended from the heavens, imparted knowledge, shaped civilizations, and vanished into legend. The song adopts the perspective of these mysterious entities, blurring the line between creator and conqueror, teacher and manipulator.Whether divine, extraterrestrial, or symbolic, the "gods" of Touch the Sun remind us that the search for our origins often leads to deeper questions about power, truth, and the nature of belief itself.

TOUCH THE SUN
Music: J. Drenning, J. Lords | Lyrics: B. Martinez, J. Drenning

Looking down upon your world
Desperate changes it goes through
My black-eyed point of view...
Though you think you know my face
Occupying space (is what)
Brings me here to you...

Dark clouds fill your mind with memories we design
Mask the fear of evil you can't conceive
Transversed through time and space
"There is no God" to save your race
We harvest the worlds we need...

With dark eyes we steal your minds with memories deep inside
You hide in fear from terror you can't conceive
Bending time and space
"We are the Gods" of your race
We harvest the worlds that we need...

Chorus:

If we could only Touch The Sun
To dream is not enough
The world is on our hands...

— Lead —

Chorus:

If we could only Touch The Sun
To dream is not enough
The world is on our hands...

End:

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Prophecy:

"At the end of the Millennium, the signals and the number will appear in the sky. The iron birds will obscure the sun. The beasts of Apocalypse will come out from the sea. The flames from the hell will surround the Earth. At the same time, the sky will burn and the sea will grow and the lands will be swallowed. And the man will know the truth". - Prophecy of a Saint-Almis Templar