Stars at night gave us our sunlight amongst the shadows of old
Stars at night gave us our insight amongst the mysteries unfold
The eye of the beholder is growing older
The old man crocodile has made the last mile
We await the reform and seek the 12th
One through eleven made all our hearts melt
The desert was soaked in blood
Tears of angels mixed wet with mud
How shall we transcend the benevolence of beasts?
How shall we approach a rewarded new feast?
93 is the star, freedom afar
A son of a Sun, the grandest of Tsars
Spiritual revolution, feel not destitution
Overall solutions, overthrow institutions
The universal is in the trees, insects and air we breathe
The temptation is with the one, the goat’s begotten son
Find me in the deserts or caves, away from the shame in man’s sad face
I Seek refuge within the Goddess, away from the earthling race
