Aurora what you doing here
        Buttering the mouths of theives
        Shutter speed your bleeding leaves
        In gardens in the orient
        Liklihood is good and spent
        Herod nods beneath the palms
        Holds poor baby in his arms
        Tunis and Sardinia
        The oceans growing hungrier
        Beneath these walls we'll sleep tonight
        Beneath this sky we'll glide so bright
        And kings will come, years will pass
        Stars burn cold beneath the glass
        And days will glow in distant time
        In this storied haze the zephyrs graze
        In deserts where the dust storm blows
        And lush black swamps where mandrake grows
        We're marching laughing to the drum
        Waiting for those kings to come
        And kings will come and years will pass
        Stars burn cold beneath the glass
        And days will blow in distant time
        In this storied haze the zephyrs graze
        An infant with the voice of a crone
        In Nebuchanezzars parking zone
        Calls out my lord your end is nigh
        I didn't mean to make you cry
        In deserts where the dust storm blows
        And lush black swamps where mandrake grows
        We're marching laughing to the drum
        Waiting for those kings to come
        The circus sun in Nero eyes
        The lions and the christians rise
        Software sings and hardware hears
        We're destined babe to live these years