She changes everything she touches, at least that's what they say; Astarte and Hecate are her names. But what of Hera and Baal? No, this goddess is something different And she's conveniently supported modern thought 5,000 years ago. Oh it looks like I'll need another lifetime... To a goddess who created herself this song is due. May she rule with love and mercy and truth. But may she not rule you if you don't want her, there's not a right or wrong that we infer. Just do what you will, with all that you will, for this is quite pleasing to her. To a goddess of convenience, your mysteries mesmerize the confused still. She sets such divine interest upon the face of nature, she has made womankind in her own image. She makes celestial orbs move like clockwork, and makes all plants grow in their due season. But in the matters of human morality she gave no rhyme or reason. Oh it looks like I'll need another lifetime... To a goddess who created herself this song is due. May she rule with love and mercy and truth. But may she not rule you if you don't want her, there's not a right or wrong that we infer. Just do what you will, with all that you will, for this is quite pleasing to her. To a goddess of convenience, your mysteries mesmerize the confused still. Oh it looks like I will need another... I said it looks like I will need another lifetime. To make up for all the blasphemy and harm I've done to you Mother. Maybe I will be reborn again and again... So that I may mock you for eternity!