[The Historian - James Labrie] We've arrived at our new home we call the Bay of Dreams Our abode beneath the flow of endless silver streams
[The Chemist - Tommy Rogers] Will I ever be free from the ghosts of my past? Will I ever succeed to find peace... at last?
[The Historian] Overhead, a savage sky beyond our placid bay Deadly rays from Sirrah's Eye, upon the seas they blaze
[The Chemist] Will I ever adapt to this alien life? Will I ever feel trapped, merely trying to survive?
[Th-1 - Mike Mills] Will you still be needing me? Will you still be feeding me? Will you still be heeding me? Will you still let me serve when you mutate into the species roaming these oceans? Or will I be disengaged?
[The Diplomat - Michael Eriksen] My life is winding down, as if time has ceased My world grinds to a halt and nature is at peace My fears are fading in the wastelands of the deep My doubts all wash away by the freely twisting streams
[Th-1] In the Bay of Dreams
[The Prophet - Nils K. Rue] Far beyond in the Aftertime, a new world to come In a far-off galaxy, underneath a distant sun I see our children, they look like you and me They await their destiny, I can almost hear their screams