[The Prophet and the Followers understand that no one who stays behind will survive.
It is time to leave.
Their only hope is to reach a space station owned by The Profiteers.
They will hide their Truths for now.
It is the only way to survive.
The Prophet looks back on the disappearing Earth.
He ponders.
How did we let it come to this.]

It was feeling kind of strange
We glided out of range
'cause we were moving on

Past the point of no return
We stood and watched it burn
'cause we were moving on

The words bounced right off you
And no matter how true
You wouldn't see

We were just trying to convince you
But nothing ever got through
Your strong belief

(Strong belief)