AGT is turning 9!!!
"We see a black hole
And we want it painted orange
No dark stars anymore
We want them to turn orange
WE see the sentinels fly by
Dressed in their metal shell
We raise our tools high
Until we blast them straight to hell
We see a line of ships
And they're all painted orange
With Nipnip and my trips
Both never out of range
We've seen gek turn their beaks
And quickly fly away
Like a newborn mogara
They just covers the plain
We look at the stars
And see they are so black
We miss orange starships
We must have them fly back
Someday then, that black fades away
And the galaxy will be orange
It's a good day
When your planet is not strange
No more will blue sea
Turn to red
We could not know this Atlas
Will be making such dread
Explore long enough
Here it will begin
And here we will become
Before pathfinder goes
We will rise
And we have it painted orange
No black stars anymore
We want them to turn orange
We see the sentinels fly by
Dressed in their metal shell
We raise our tools high
To blast them straight to hell
Until the dark star go
We wanna see it painted
Painted orange
Orange as fire
Orange as fruit
We wanna see the AGT
Filling up the stars
We wanna see it painted, painted, painted
Painted orange , yeah"