| Stare at the stars
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| And the fire that scars
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| Stare at the past
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| Wait for the last
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| While biology perpetuates itself
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| Cling to the thing
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| A hole on a string
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| While I endlessly regurgitate myself
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| Evolve myself, dissolve myself
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| With alarmingly increasing frequence
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| Annoy myself, destroy myself
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| All the way through the main sequence
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| One of a kind
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| One of a species
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| An interstellar amoeba in full swing
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| One of a kind
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| One of a species
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| But what good is one of anything
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| This is taking too long
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| Like a scarab I drag a sun
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| In horror of hydrogen starvation
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| Aeons frozen in nightmares that flare
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| A million years of lifting
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| And barely 2g acceleration
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| The void look the same
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| No closer to anywhere
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| Where then
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| The dog star
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| Another hundred millions years of this
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| Won’t keep my heart inside me
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| Change course
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| Speed up matters
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| With a hundred million dehisce
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| Set out to conquer
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| Divide me
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| More of a kind
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| More of a species
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| A blast that sends us everywhere
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| And as we draw near
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| We break up the sphere
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| To rekindle degenerate electrons
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| Carbon fusion
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| Light a standard candle type 1a
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| All over the pangalactic spectrum
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| Feed the sun to the scorcher
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| Push the dog star over
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| Chandrasekhar’s cliff
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| This is too tedious
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| Too pedestrian
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| Too fucking slow
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| And then
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| Just when
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| Sol hits the white dwarf
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| We chew his meal for him
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| A last well-timed missile
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| Our weary skeleton
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| Gamma is fast
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| We ride the blast
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| Iron poison
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| To kill a star
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| We build a sorus
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| An eye in a torus
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| Iron poison
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| To kill a star
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| It is decided
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| A thermonuclear stellar death wedding
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| Shut down biology for now
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| We swarm again |