Nikolo Kotzev – гитары, клавишные, фортепиано, скрипки, перкуссия
Goran Edman – вокал
Ian Haugland – ударные
Mic Michaeli – орган
Svante Henryson – бас

Evolution gave him birth, his kind was something new
Without notice to the earth he came out of the blue
V.I.P. in all respect out of one holy seed
With a world to conquer his mission was to breed

Candy man, candy man delivering the goods
It's a new religion for the crippled and the meek
Noa was a handy man, one day he built a ship
When the tide [bad word] in, he took his party for a trip
He was a star child, he was something to see
Not like the others of his family

Such an extraordinary, he is a mercenary
Most extraordinary child

Crown of creation swinging the tail
at the top of the family tree
In the footprints by origin back to ancient history
Still looking for a missing link to prove one theory
He was a star child, he was something to see
Not like the others of his family
By the age of five his mother cried:

Hey, son of a gun, is the battle yet won?
What are you aiming for, it's a game of hit [bad word]