Robyn Sellman, the lyricist and lead vocalist, explains: “When Igor (Olejar) told me the story of how politics and finance had ruined Buran's chances of ever getting the same use and fame as NASA's space shuttle programme, despite being equally, if not better designed, I felt the injustice not only paralleled what many creatives go through, but that it's a subject that needs airing. Our society seems to measure the value of everything only in terms of profit, which can only spell disaster for creativity and innovation. In my lyrics, I just ask the question...What the hell is it all for if we don't get to fly?” Looks as though we don't explore, anymore, no more Looks as though we couldn't care at all Maybe we're too mature, to rave? Maybe we're too secure? Sure! Where the hell do we go from here? What the hell do we earn for? What the hell do we care about? What the hell do we dream? Let Buran fly! Crimson blizzard in the sky, the sky! Three hours of perfect flight How can that be enough? How can that be enough? Where the hell do we go from here? What the hell do we yearn for? Maybe we're too mature? Maybe we're too secure? Let Buran fly!