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Username: minimal elements
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Username: minimal elements
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Lyric by minimal elements:
"Justice will be served, when all is set to truth. Our only glimpse of hope, is found beyond our youth."
Lyric by minimal elements:
"Justice will be served, when all is set to truth. Our only glimpse of hope, is found beyond our youth."
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The end is almost near, lets face all the facts. We are all Gods creatures, can it be simpler than that?
Some of us are living, some are also dead. All are born from gas clumps, or dreams in my head?
Justice will be served, when all is set to truth. Our only glimpse of hope, is found beyond our youth.
Lets forget what we know, learn from the stars. Man made objects are worthless, out there leaving scars.
Us earthlings think we know, from landing on the moon. We believe what we see, its always way too soon.
Judge me on my thoughts, not living powers. Blackness falls inbetween all the darkest hours.
Spacely worlds come far between, riding lightning skys. Planets all in tune rotating on there sides.
We leave crop circles for all too see. Your race is to blind, watching youtube and t.v
No more introduction to our lives we live. Catch a ride with us, and fly into the abyss.
Crop circles on your land, we throw stars in your sky. Sure we come to visit, we even drink your rum and rye.
Needing to know the constellations. So we can find our final destinations.
Forgive us so, we come in peace. Beamed threw solar gases,three lightyears at least.
Solar flares give us power, your satellites are specks. You try to gain knowledge, we figure out the rest.
The strongest fortress in our lifetime, will never fall with the stars. Inventions are made while thinking on mars.
The halos that bound this race together, born with no attached rings like saturn.
falling minds are hypnotized beyond the satellites enterprise.
Drink up our cosmos, sit on our stars. Ride our lightning, sleep on mars.
Some of us eat burnt toast, some drink water. We are the same race - but have no fathers
We like the night abyss,with flyers flying by. No gravitational pull ,to tell us why.
stars shinning bright, but burn out in light. we need a calling from mars tonight.
falling ...falling deeper. deeply deepest, blackest blacker
haven't conquered earth, have to save the world. my little satellite. my precious pearl
look out far not so near, there we all are soon to disapear
gravity grounds only the living the galaxy is just more giving.
joining bright stars to make amends. lets all pretend we are galaxy friends
a scientist with a different mind a perfectionist who is blind
loose yourself with perception of a gravity pull in a new direction
Stand under me. Dont understand me.
there is a moon glow sensation
no reality no conclusions for what is not an illusion
drift off blackness sets in, no sound of life no sound of sin
deepest to the deep as far as the farthest leap
lookin up, finding a real time judge not, i may fall behind one man.one mind. lets pretend that im your kind
Brad Roberts commented on minimal elements' lyric:
"nice one"
(more)"Justice will be served, when all is set to truth. Our only glimpse of hope, is found beyond our youth."