
Siriusly? Just Constellations, Part II: the Deathless Northern Sky
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ My Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/artist/7dugZ5JQpAyfLERDMZj4kA My YouTube : https://youtu.be/CCUn4vGo3uM ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ [Verse 4 — The Crucifixion] Do you seriously believe the Messiah died on the cross? It was just the Deathless Northern Sky, sold as sacred truth. The western sinner sank with Christ; the eastern stayed in sight. The Swan appeared as an inverted cross and could not set by morning light. [Chorus] They choose the answer from the start, then teach you not to doubt. We reason our way to the truth and leave the throne in doubt. They fill your mind with endless noise, fear, confusion, and lies, until you cannot tell what’s true or trust your own two eyes. [Verse 5 — The Figure] Do you seriously believe that head was drawn to mock Christ? It was just a memory of the stars, before Rome was born. What once looked like a donkey’s head was Christ, his head inclined. The Northern Crown, inverted there, was drawn as blood below the thorns. [Chorus] They choose the answer from the start, then teach you not to doubt. We reason our way to the truth and leave the throne in doubt. They fill your mind with endless noise, fear, confusion, and lies, until you cannot tell what’s true or trust your own two eyes. [Verse 6 — Around the Cross] Do you seriously believe the scene beside the cross was real? It was just an old story in the stars, framed as sacred truth. A fork beyond the spear revealed the outline of the Grail. The Twins and Venus formed the three (and Jupiter, Mars the four) who stood beside the cross. Capella marked the hidden skull below the horizon. [Bridge — What Stories Were For] The stars became their map and clock, their seasons and their guide. They wove that knowledge into tales to keep the map alive. Then rulers hid what stories meant and named the tales divine. When every answer came from God, no one could question why. [Final Chorus] They chose the answer from the start, then taught us not to doubt. We reasoned our way to the truth and left the throne in doubt. They filled our minds with endless noise, with fear, confusion, lies. Yet truth remained beneath it all and opened up our eyes. And in the end, they were just tales of where the stars would lie. The stars preserved an ancient map, while authority lied.

