There was once a microscope
Under codename “Antilope”
Too bad it has left through crime
Developed way ahead of time
Refractions of past and future
But the thief still can’t be seen
All units called to find the traces of this breach
Disappearance of The Microscope
Time distortion, magnet slope
It was once cable-bound
Updated from ultrasound
Torn from the static stand,
Taken by a magic hand
Something had access to this isolated space
There was once a microscope
A good old-fashioned microscope
Saved data in terabytes
Of anaerobes and ferro-mites
This information would be crucial for immunity
On planet “so-and-so” it is hard for us to breathe
Disappearance of the microscope,
Regaining it is all we hope
What did the fire mean
When we had a dire dream
It was a blacklight spook
Those organisms split their fluke
We’re on to seek it as it’s moving out of reach
(Break)
There was once a microscope sitting in the corner
(Oh-oh Oh-oh)
It takes eighty quantum leaps
Where some hefty silence weeps
Energy signature divination field mirrored and inverted
The measurements show there was zero-force exerted
There was once a microscope
Next to recycled isotopes
Operation was wireless
Working close and tireless
Fine-adjust the gears until
a piece of device appears
Pulled to our room inside this isometric space
Disappearance of the microscope
Time distortion, magnet slope
It was once cable-bound
Updated from ultrasound
Torn from the static stand
Taken by a magic hand
Something had access to this isolated space
Disappearance of the microscope
Time distortion, magnet slope
It was once cable-bound
Updated from ultrasound
Torn from the static stand,
Taken by a magic hand
Something had access to this isolated space