I sat upon my own throne
Overlooking my adversaries
Saw I was alone
No prescription necessary
I chast my grust upon
I chast my grust within
The only thing that was taught
Was not to trust to any end
She sent the pulsars to 4-D
Fly into a quasar with me
The Universe she unfolds
Exposes her blossom
To the trees
I gotta die tonight
Cops kill the populous
Put us to the test
And by Gods chance i'm restless
And by Gods chance
Well i'll be left breathless
So my compass points to Sirius
A fixed point in our nebula
So in God I trust
Kill all of us
I gotta die tonight