What’s this galaxy all about? ‘nuff to get a flappy mouth.  Slap the tongue in moisten spit. Opinions so easy like have a fit

Here it goes the fallen sun.  Crying like they be the chosen one.  Blow out your molten core. Reset the space galore

Are you ready? Go

Dimension Re-calibration

System Repeat

Searching for nothing, adrift, intense, nothingness

Out of phase, in-lane, insane, HAH

Belong? Don’t.

That place you know not know. Ripped from space put in place

Nominal anomaly be what they want to be

Wasted matter this system, better reuse then recycle.  Piece together something, better later lost the gumption. 

Ignite a new lord, shines bright for the new horde.  Bring forth new dinosaurs, ones that ate the director

You have the universe in your eyes