| Second to | |
| Sun, second to sun | |
| Like Jupiter, we are the ones | |
| All atoms, report to the sun...we are the ones. | |
| Like Jupiter we are the ones, all atoms report to the sun, | |
| We are the ones! | |
| The grandest performance, next in line to enormous. | |
| Epicureans say it the senses, over reason to finish the sentence. | |
| Gods and fear, glass ceiling above and below. | |
| Why are we here, you were so sure we thought you would know..you don't know! | |
| And belief split to 4 like a cross on the floor | |
| It split front, back and side from side, | |
| LIKE A CRO | |
| SS Front, back, side to side | |
| LIKE A CRO | |
| SS!THEY CA | |
| LLED IT GO | |
| D! I SAY T | |
| HE SUN!You call it god, | |
| I'll worship the sun, without all her fire there won't be anyone. | |
| Second to | |
| Sun.I wanna live like the red spot | |
| Winds 11,000 miles per hour, red red hot! | |
| I want my storm to never, ever end! |