(music:SOTIRIS)
SHINE......
In the mines of the darkest star.
The one no jewel can never shine.
A rode is left to point to Styx,
both its end can lead,both can deceive.
No traps can seize,THE ELDEST COSMONAUT
as time stands still,incapable to breathe.
Once in clay I allowed the decades
to become a stone wall around me
but at least I became the wall of decades.
Can you feel the wrinkles on my hand?
They are yours.They are lines I once
drew upon the sand...
CHORUS:
I HAVE A BOAT UNSEEN A LABYRINTHINE SPHERE
THE GNOSIS OF THE ELDEST COSMONAUT.
AN
God Bless The Child
(B. Holiday/A. Herzog, Jr.)
Them that's god shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the bible says
And it still is news
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own
Yeah, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't
Ever make the grade
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowdin' round the door
When it's gone and
Spendin' ends
They don't come no more
Rich realations give
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Momma may have
Poppa may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own