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Bury Me On The Red Planet

by Martin Huba

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Cydonia 06:08

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New World

Finally, after several months long journey the ship with settlers landed on Mars. What a view! Endless yellow-red plains, covered with rocks... Majestic mountains in the dusty distance... Our new world... There is no way back now. A one way trip. We are the first settlers, we are staying here until the end.

Under The Red Sky

Not even the ground, but the sky also looks yellow and red sometimes. But it does not look evil or threatening. It is just... different. Different from what we know and are used to. But we, humans, are clever and able to adapt. We will survive everywhere.

Alone In The Desert

64th sol on Mars. Silence. Outside, silence inside. Just winds blowing behind the window, or behind the helmet eye sight. One has time here. Time for himself, for his own thoughts. And so I reside here, in thoughts. I, new Columbus. Working on our dream, on our mankind´s new home.

Chasing The Dust Devils

All those whirlwinds and dust devils! We are following them across lifless, orange plains. Placing probes and gathering data for many sols now. There is no end to it. A far, far away from the main base. I am proceeding to the north. The temperatures dropped significantly. Cant´t stay outside the rover for a long time.

Martian Night

I can´t sleep. I am walking outside, looking at the stars. Where´s Earth? Aah, there you are, little one. Sometimes I... sometimes I just stare at them, recollecting the past. You know, the days on Earth. Fresh air, birds, water, trees... all that stuff. From behind of this eye sight. It is different to be outside here and at home. Home... It starts to be cold, even in this space suit. The freezing intrudes in. Time to go.

Polar Ice Cap

Ice and more ice. A lot of water. A great spot. A lot of data collected. What sol is it? It doesn´t matter. A long time. Very long time passed. Snow everywhere... it reminds me of Earth a little. Earth, you know, the planet I come from. But that was a long ago. Anyway, just a few more sols and I am heading south. At least the computer says that. But if I got lost, I would not give a damn.

Shelter In A Crater

Where am I? Not sure. My rover had a problem. I had to stop and find out what was wrong. Found a crater around. A small one. Released a mini rover. It is already "having fun" exploring the place, you can hear it.
I like it here. The rim of the crater... It reminds me of the rocky hill right outside our house, in my home town on Earth. I think I´ll stay here. Seriously, as crazy, as it may sound I will do it! Descended to the crater. Found a place under a big boulder on a side. A little cavern. We used to play here as kids. We pretended to be prehistoric men. Or pirates, or Indians, or whatever. Wonderful place! Soft green grass, the smell of flowers around... When I close my eyes I am almost there. Almost.
Just the helmet. Can´t stand wearing this helmet anymore...

Cydonia

A strange place. A strange face. Here lies the body of one of the first settlers. Do we make it on another planet? Do we need to go? Will we succeed on Mars? Is such journey a question of survival? Or will the confrontation with brutally alien environment become a journey of a man to uncovering of the secret of one of the greatest questions - who are humans and where do they belong? Maybe we will soon find the answer in the dust of the Red Planet.

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released September 29, 2019

Composed, recorded and mastered by Martin Huba, 2019.

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Martin Huba Žiar Nad Hronom, Slovakia

Music is a universal lanquage and genres are its dialects. It should be written with a passion and played with joy. As a musician I am trying to constantly widen my horizons and write and play my music in whatever form suits it best.

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