Amalthea Above The Stars

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Before you died you were the happiest prince
A flock of seagulls bringing you golden rubys
Until they hanged you at the castle door in the coldest christmas eve

And when you were young,nobody dared
Nobody crossed your black carrot garden
Harvested for your merchant who only visits you in your most tiresome nights
After dancing in your boat at sea
The women and the beer
They bounced and beat each other up

bitter and sweet
Your whole life bittersweet
After that
Infinite blackness casted in our eyes
And wet filthy dirt on our eyelids

So lets have some fun while we're young
And lets copulate on the jealous moons stare
And how strange it is to have somebody else like you on a boat that flies
Its like a dream come true
Its a dream..flying through the earths brainwave

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