[MAN:]
Honey, I'm home!
Would you come here and look at this?
There's something funny up in the sky!
Is it a bird? Is it a plane?
Honey, look it's your doom!
The Sky is falling [x4]
Here comes Planet X!
The Mayan and the Hopi
Foretold it would come
The axis shift revealing
The Second Sun
It's time to face yourself
And all that you've done
And not done
Nibiru's on it's way
There's nowhere to run
The Sky is falling [x4]
Flyby, shift,
The earth and many were lost
The powers of the world
Would just wanna last goodbye
The Family did survive
And took its first breath
Building our new world
We start once again
The Sky is falling [x4]
[WOMAN:]
Planet X is the force, needed to finally break the absolute control, that this hidden, reptilian race, has had over Earth since they won a battle in space, thousands of years ago.
Gaia was dying
But now she can
Show us her face
Darkness has left
Information
Will reign in its place
The gods hidden help
That the children
Could play on the beach
Five thousand, one hundred
Twenty five more years
To teach, and learn
[MAN:]
Honey, I'm home!
Come out here and take a look at this thing.
There's something funny up in the sky.
The Sky is falling [x4]
[WOMAN:]
Planet X is incoming, and we're gonna have a global panic, but I and, others who have been understanding what I've been learning, are gonna jump for joy. I am going to be so happy, to see that planet. Does that sound crazy?
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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