Second to Sun, second to sun Like Jupiter, we are the ones All atoms, report to the sun...we are the ones. Like Jupiter we are the ones, all atoms report
The process never wavers for you The agenda is clear. Feed on your precious, fictitious glide Nothing's ever true for you. Stain your kin with decisions
Free flight to a field of happenstance..and the air is cold Clutch tight to the appetite for the starving Hesitations soul. Another flight to the bluest
The illness prolific, let the wordsmith begin. Haste with reservation, neither chi or Zen Could create quite the conflict. All are not know and not seen
Slow, Strong and steady, that's who wins this race The end carries little confetti, thank evolution, I love the pace, The proportion, the sustain in
I feel so outside, of the realms of the stitching. So very inside, arms frailing and kicking Symbolically I'm taking hold Harmonically my soul is sold
Fraud woven into cloth Draped upon the have not's. Tried to secrify, while you close your eyes. So they continue..same criminal, different venue. Hide
Have you seen the size of my paws? The largest in all the land Do you fear my bi-cuspid display? On my rear hands I stand! Didn't it make you want to
