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There’s a mad bull in the southern sky

Moving faster than a dragonfly

Sumerian goddess of love and war

Standing tall on a silent shore

Made of water and made of clay

I’ll fight the bull of heaven on this final day

I’m raised by animals and a velvet song

Cedar forest is where I belong

At the end of my day

None will ever see me fall

The night has come

And the morning is near

In the buffalo sky

None will ever hear me call

The morning has gone

My time has come

Lead the bull down to this world

Scream of agony will be heard

Be unleashed onto this land

Bull of heaven you will die by my hand