1. Black Hole

From the recording Be The Media

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We live on the edge of our galaxy
They cannot tell but they think the wheel
Of this huge spiral we call home
Is hubbed in the middle by a Black Hole

And when and if we would pass through
The fight would end, the mind renew
Tiny particles we'd become
My friend, my foe, we would be one

We would be one