Seven candles lit, on the seventh day. Bathing in the warmth of the sun. Curtain raise. Seven priest bow, Seven songs just begun.
Somewhere in a land , seven trilion miles way. Green people make their plan. Their idea of judgment day. People here running round not knowing where to go. While not a sound. Green people plan our earth they'll blow.
The Nations of the world got together on that day. Trying to come up with a plan. No one could agree on anything anyway.Don't think they ever can. What now can be done. Hear them screaming Ever dreaming. Always on the run.
Seven pieces of earth float by as seven earth ships survived. Seven people wander why. As seven people slowly die.
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