Chris Joy

"And so, if you take all these together Dimension of the Earth in nautical miles 21,600 and you divided by 33; you'll get..." +Secrets Amongst Cosmonauts+ These are the Secrets of the Cosmonauts I know I rhyme a lot This is the most important rhyme I ever said in my life Stop the hatred, and stop being racist I believe the Cosmonauts will come down and save us (We share the song) This is a song, written by God (Especially for you) Especially for you, this is the truth (There's a story) A story of humankind's glory (Of what people do for you) I'm tellin' you the Cosmonauts love you Twenty-one thousand six-hundred nautical miles I've got the same amount, if not more audible styles By no means am I to interpret the absolute I'm merely a vessel that the entity chooses to use I'm raw energy, just like you I don't teach 'cause Teachers only receive contempt from the youth I know what I know, there's no need to convince you The poetry's fairly simple, you perceive the visual The grass isn't greener, it's browner I believe in the power that spins the Earth around upward and outward You say, "You don't like the album", I say you a coward You say you don't like the beats, I say what about them? Whether or not you like the lyrics I would not be surprised If you the devil in disguise I can see it in your eyes We are all equal; we are all sisters and brothers In spite of our colour, all we have is each other, they love us (We share the song) This is a song, written by God (Especially for you) Especially for you, this is the truth (There's a story) A story of humankind's glory (Of what people do for you) I'm tellin' you the Cosmonauts love you Your sexual orientation is none of my business But don't lie to yourself, and don't lie to the children Some of us are healthy, some of us have diseases But if you look at the whole world we represent the human species You can't ignore continents while they starve You'll be wearin' their shoes before long As the Globe becomes more warm Families hold on but their country is war-torn The prophecies are forewarned You would've thought Katrina storm taught y'all But nah, you're still too distracted ain't y'all? I've come to learn that the Cosmonauts up high Don't believe that we deserve another chance and I'll tell you why We watch either other die, and we're still racist Not in my household, but in other places The patience of the Gods have run thin Because of your sin, the period of purification will begin (We share the song) This is a song, written by God (Especially for you) Especially for you, this is the truth (There's a story) A story of humankind's glory (Of what people do for you) I'm tellin' you the Cosmonauts love you The procession will wash away The world's sins with Tsunami's and Whirlwinds Our world ends, but then it begins again Six-thousand four-hundred eighty years later The next civilization will dig our artifacts out of a crater They will say that we were great but that they are greater Humankind will continue to search for his creator Wage war against the forces that try to enslave us Send space probes to our celestial neighbours We could stop the hatred; if we stop being racist I believe the Cosmonauts will come down and save us If humankind will accept all races There's no reason that the Cosmonauts wouldn't save us Love your neighbours; we're different, but God made us Love all races, the Cosmonauts would love to save us Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth (B.I.B.L.E.) Wake up, stop the hatred, the Cosmonauts wanna save us "Advance knowledge that people in general will never hear Is passed on to the chosen ones that are chosen to have this