Suffocating
Supply of oxygen running low
The sight before my eyes
Defied description
We heard the garbled transmitted reports
But the mushroom clouds were the final confirmation
No planet left
Claustrophobia setting in
Survival unlikely
I’ve eaten all the rations
I think I’m losing my mind
Do I risk re-entry
Or perish in the dark?
Die slow or die like the others?
Can I pilot this thing alone?
Our mission was so simple
How did it come to this?
There’s no way we could have prepared for this situation
I couldn’t take the easy way out
And if I manage to get out alive
The stench of their bodies will haunt me forever
Suit up, let’s finish this now
Before I fall to this madness
Am I doomed to drift through the vacuum?
I could be the last man alive
No other option
I have only death to fear
Hands grip the controls
I’m coming home!