Who wants to beat up on the moon?
Place another purple clustered crater
On it soon
Who wants to take a piece out of me?
Can do it as soon as they, will it
Because I don't bleed, so they can do it
As soon as they bloody well, please
Cause like the moon I'll still shine-on
For you my sceptical king, my barren one.
Cause my beliefs
Don't require life or living proof.
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