Rosita

Its fantastic, professor look. It is but it makes cold fingers run down my spine.

Ya chinese man records of nazarath Levan and tompam

She was destructive, a meteor shower in abundance
A beautiful nebula, my planet in consumption
i tried to warn the rest of us but nobody would stop to listen,
her eyes made of black holes. and stars trailing ribbons flying through my dark sky
she promised me with light, ultra violet renditions of a masterpiece in spite
but the fornicated body snatcher left me on the floor
had me spinning in my cranium to pioneer the door.

My name is Rosita, I've fallen from the sky, searching for a volatile and cataclysmic ride
her name is Rosita she's missing her modality searching for a reason to take you to her galaxy
my name is Rosita, i've fallen from the sun searching for your entropy and constellation fun
her name is rosita a pilgrim of the stars collecting simians into bottles now she's drinking them in bars

"The consequences of such an unparalleled proximity could be in "

postmodern delinquency no father for sequencing ghost clobber her frequency
adjust her patterns of mimicry
she shakes her hips with saturn's rings and sings her songs with scattered hymns
until her daylight turns to moons into a vacuum of shattered doom
Contact, mathematically figured out her language
it takes two to tango but only one of us would vanquish
damsel, ubiquitous to weaponry and anvils orbiting your heart to put our planets in a standstill

My name is Rosita, I've fallen from the sky, searching for a volatile and cataclysmic ride
her name is rosita she's missing her modality searching for a reason to take you to her galaxy
my name is rosita, i've fallen from the sun searching for your entropy and constellation fun
her name is rosita a pilgrim of the stars collecting simians into bottles now she's drinking them in bars

she spoke in a past tense outer space cancer
moved with a moon walk salamander dancer
body like a wormhole destructing all that's nearby
simple was the simian to channel when her tears dry
clock work forbidden was her love to find your minimum
dancing round your orbit to crash your condominium
she'll waltz around your skull until your cranium went nebulous
burning til you turn into a three headed cerebrus

My name is Rosita, I've fallen from the sky, searching for a volatile and cataclysmic ride
her name is rosita she's missing her modality searching for a reason to take you to her galaxy
my name is rosita, i've fallen from the sun searching for your entropy and constellation fun
her name is rosita a pilgrim of the stars collecting simians into bottles now she's drinking them in bars

"I think that it's very exciting you're going to see things that no one has ever seen before