Palendromeda - Hark

Wreak bliss upon the naysayers

I always dine alone

Breakdown the measures of man

My spirit on the run

Comfort in illusion

Wait for the tide to turn

Cast down those hewn of good will

My heart is on the run

Old bones they starve the same way

Hellborn of a Venus star

Forever dancing 'round the sacred gold

Old bones they starve the same way

O' Palendromeda

Forever dancing 'round the sacred gold