Su-27 prototype.

BOR-4S, a real orbital interceptor prototype. Designed in the USSR in the 1970s. It was meant to shoot down satellites. Each sortie would last 2 hours, with shuttle-style atmospheric re-entry. It would carry 6-10 missiles in the weapons bay.

As you may or may not have heard I'm now trying to turn the soundtrack from Obsidian into an electronic rock album.  The lyrics here were actually written for something different but I kept hearing them in my head sung to the tune of the level 7 song from Obsidian, and I eventually just gave in and wrote it as a remix of the level 7 theme from Obsidian instead of an original song that would have been half as good.

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What am I doing?
Why am I here?
I feel like I'm standing
On the edge of a chasm

Looking down into the
Mists that shroud the birth of time
I want to know the reason
Reality is here

I'm standing on the precipice
Looking down into the pit
Of time, the universe and all reality

I'm waiting for something
In this great unknown
Why am I?
Or am I at all?

I am connected
To the universe
My feet keeping time
To the ends of reality
I am a part
Of the great unknown
One of the pieces
In balance in a great machine
(x2)

How did I come to be
Am I even here?
Could I simply be a figment
Of my own imagination

Is life a test of faith
From some sort of diety
Or could it really be made out of
Pure random chance

I'm standing on this precipice
Looking down into the mists that
Shroud the beginnings of time and all reality

Is there a reason?
Should I just jump off and see?
I long to know why I am.

I am connected
To the universe
My feet keeping time
To the ends of reality
I am a part
Of the great unknown
One of the pieces
In balance in a great machine
(x2)

Time...
Reality's birth
Time...
Time...

Time...
What happened to Earth?
Time...
Time...

:Guitar Solo 1:

And I feel like I'm falling
All the way down to the mists that
Shroud the beginning of time
And all reality

I feel like I'm falling
All the way down through those mists that
Shroud the beginning of time
And all reality

Guitar Solo 2:

I'm hanging on the cliff face
Looking down into the pit of
Time, the universe and all reality

I climb back up the cliff face
Knowing that there are some things
I just can't know

I am connected
To the universe
My feet keeping time
To the ends of reality
I am a part
Of the great unknown
One of the pieces
In balance in a great machine
x2

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What does the picture have to do with the song, you ask?  I have no idea.