Оригинален текст
Sequences so discreet they barely sound, but it seems to fit!
Arms up now elevate, here we go.
Shes your judge, shes your magistrate.
Shes your judge, your majesty. Let it go.
Arms up now elevate here we go.
With one single purpose Nova speaks.
Shes your judge, so benevolent!
Sequences will repeat and slowly mount.
Still the captain sits.
He signals down and they elevate the milquetoast
at seventeen steps below.
Shes your judge, shes your reverend.
If capsized the brethren wait in tow.
Pieces break away to form fragments and portions.
Mirror that drapes the vain.
This is your final warning.
Think of where she went,
cause actions have such consequence.
Shes a force to be reckoned with!