[Intro: Miriam Hopkins, Shirley MacLaine, sélpide]

God will punish you

He's doing alright!

The sun, the moon

The world is bound to find me

[Verse 1: sélpide]

“A saint-kissed girl

Will change the world”

That prophecy?

Oh, I know it’s me

But those who fly

Hold up the sky

As punishment

Catharsis well-spent

So pardon me if I ask for a revision

Instead of asking for presumed permission

Aristotle’s definition

States it clearly

It’s the fates who gave me this condition

It’s my fate, I’m a woman on a mission

If you value your position

You won’t find me

[Chorus: sélpide]

Guilty of swallowing the sun in the afternoon

Guilty is my epithet, hail the setting moon

Let the gods be afraid

I have rose here to stay

And those who may call it hubris?

One day they’ll call my name

[Post-Chorus: sélpide]

The sun, the moon

The world is bound to find me

[Verse 2: sélpide]

No temple’s mine

Devoid of shrine

I claim one thing

My own offering

Hold the apple tight (hold the apple tight)

Take a heart-shaped bite (take a heart-shaped bite)

Heed my jersey right (that’s right)

It spells kallisti

I’ll prove my way out of your tradition

From now on this mirror exhibition

Answers only to my vision

Blind eyes beckoning

Life-curator, writer and magician

Got three different names for one religion

The worship of my ambition

Better pray ‘cause I’m stepping in

[Chorus: sélpide]

Guilty of swallowing the sun in the afternoon

Guilty is my epithet, hail the setting moon

Let the gods be afraid

I have rose here to stay

And those who may call it hubris?

One day they’ll call my name

[Outro: sélpide]

The sun, the moon

The world is bound to find me

If greatness is what I see/If greatness is what I’ll be

Then greatness is what I’ll be/Then greatness is what I see

The sun, the moon

The world was bound to find me

This suffering inside me

Might be just here to guide me

The world has just