When the world ends
When the earth has rot and dried and shriveled,
And the axis exhausted on which it swiveled.
We'll search for heaven hidden in clusters,
Of stars with bars where space trash gathers
A place for woes and tales of glory,
Where every alien has some heroes story.
Where colors blend like a forming nebula
And prejudice is forgotten like a novas afterglow.
When choice of bigotry is one of history,
But if the past repeats then it's a lesson that's yet to be.
We'll be united as the human minority,
And be humbled all in the universal authority.
And the axis exhausted on which it swiveled.
We'll search for heaven hidden in clusters,
Of stars with bars where space trash gathers
A place for woes and tales of glory,
Where every alien has some heroes story.
Where colors blend like a forming nebula
And prejudice is forgotten like a novas afterglow.
When choice of bigotry is one of history,
But if the past repeats then it's a lesson that's yet to be.
We'll be united as the human minority,
And be humbled all in the universal authority.