Diane Hine - Finale lyrics

The great star Eta Carinae reclines, spine scarce inclined from the galactic plane. Polar axis ominously aligns along a Milky Way star-studded vein. If predictions hold, the star will implode and explode with rare hypernova force. A black hole will dwell where the core once glowed. Poles, a double-barrelled gamma-ray source. Good luck to any civilization which lies in their atmosphere-strafing path. May they escape the first conflagration and far-reaching pumped X-ray aftermath. Our galaxy hums with fun, thrills and strife, the arbitrary adventures of Life! ETA CARINAE Eyes Turn to Argo's keel, Carina's stars. Awash with hot zeal, Raging behemoths spar. Inside an effluvial Nebula, a luminous blue Avatar cedes to gravity's heel. Eyes turn to Argo's keel, Carina's stars. 41° LUCKY Ten thousand light years- a safe distance from the poles. Our view is oblique. Earth to Eta Carinae- Seven thousand, six hundred.