Star Turtle 1 Lyrics - Harry Connick, Jr.

My hands are red 

Admittedly, the cross is mine 

The time is come 

Forsake the brine 

Alone with the void for a thousand years 

I am the first of the reptillian rocketeers 

Doom shins it's bitter brink 

Its goblins casting stench to pave the way 

I'm going off to seek the soul 

Who'll teach me of the day 

A boy will be born in the garden 

I'll wait on a patch of green grass 

Somehow he'll know to find me there 

And place a star upon my crust 

We'll trace the crescent's rim 

Pawn's pursuit of deliverance 

My soul a satchel for musical vim 

Then I'll return to save my race