Now it comes and now it shows
It takes its time and then it blows
You’ve got your start
And you always got the in and out
You light flame then put it out
It’s all so hard
And you go so far as you already know
All the worms you stomp will already show
Lose your genes seeped in mud

So you say you’ve got to go
You find it hard to ever know
Your own gray skull
And the people say they always know
And then they stop because you show
Just what you are
And the signs all say it’s a pre-existing state
One time always the same in the big black gate Which swings down, iron on wood

Smiling now I see the jaw
Ripping into what I want
Pressed against my tiny breath
Pressed into the ground
Rip and surmise
Feast upon your highs
What you say to ever let It box you till you’re gone
Rows of teeth, line after line

There’s a place over which I can see
Far beyond the plain orange registry
There it stalls beyond all reach and the strive
And it waits every time over time
And it has it as no reach it has no end
Has no sight that ever defends
It has no end it has no time
Has no reach to ever define

Gouge my eyes I cannot see
Rip my tongue I have no speech
End my end I cannot undo
Bad cells taking over
TURN IT OFF