- Mar 26, 2003
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with dense matter mass
planets orbit my area slow and fast
some circular and some elipitical
my core composition is iron and nickle
your moons can't afford to be fickle
cause my heat burns like a sickle
in deaths back pocket
magnetic stoms rage on my surface
and no mere mortal can stop it
cause my gravity will knock you off it
i beez compose of matter and anti-matter
climb the ladder to the most heavenly
my magenta and bronze skin
warps cosmic winds
and bends the space dust that
other galaxies send
step into the radius of my force
and i'll spin you
cause i always intend to
make others mass my mass
cause no star in any other quadrent
has what i has
in 20 billion years
you'll feel a supa nova blast
with an intense neutron overcast
raining down quarks
as time contorts
and other sub-molecular particals
are always on the go
when the power of a million suns
starts to flow
like blood from an open wound
check your hyperspace drive
cause i snatch starships when in the mood
and blaze a trail of luminecent essence
always spinning on my 27 degree rotational session
da big bang
don't got ish on this thang
my stellar range hangs
with so much energy
other stars look at me strange...
planets orbit my area slow and fast
some circular and some elipitical
my core composition is iron and nickle
your moons can't afford to be fickle
cause my heat burns like a sickle
in deaths back pocket
magnetic stoms rage on my surface
and no mere mortal can stop it
cause my gravity will knock you off it
i beez compose of matter and anti-matter
climb the ladder to the most heavenly
my magenta and bronze skin
warps cosmic winds
and bends the space dust that
other galaxies send
step into the radius of my force
and i'll spin you
cause i always intend to
make others mass my mass
cause no star in any other quadrent
has what i has
in 20 billion years
you'll feel a supa nova blast
with an intense neutron overcast
raining down quarks
as time contorts
and other sub-molecular particals
are always on the go
when the power of a million suns
starts to flow
like blood from an open wound
check your hyperspace drive
cause i snatch starships when in the mood
and blaze a trail of luminecent essence
always spinning on my 27 degree rotational session
da big bang
don't got ish on this thang
my stellar range hangs
with so much energy
other stars look at me strange...