The Bull of Birantis

Let me take you with me in my gaseous machine
It’s quite the strangest nothingness that you have ever seen
It gathers information on a hyperbolic beam
And moves in all dimensions missing nothing in between

First we get inside (or was it on?) if you prefer
Then you tell me when you want to go
Now is then and all is when, tomorrow is before
Tell me when to stop, I’d like to know

A million bright years on
Would that we hence? Or is it thence?
You talk amongst yoursеlves ’til I straighten out the tеnse
How beautiful, how wonderful, huh, how could I be so dense?
Oh, we’ve landed on Birantis at incredible expense

Take me to your leader (to the captain)
We are friends and soon we must be gone
We’ve come to see the bull upon the mounts and [?]
We have to, it’s the title of the song

Walking up the hill and in the distance we could see
Reflections, just another mile to solve the mystery
The crowds begin to gather, now whatever can it be?
In the Bull of Birantis, the beer is all for free