My Eight Pathways to the Light , at war with better judgment ! For in the sewer , blood is up to the manhole cover !  The constable with a body camera , a machine gun set to automatic , firing into the tall grass , hollow points seeking the invisible dissident ! Your a suspect , the cities most wanted man , convicted by the press , prima facie evidence now for a volley of bullets , gunned down on a city street ! Reduced to fly ridden meat . Larvae flee to be reborn ! Fluid . Hosed off the boulevard , a tributary seeking an underground river beneath a violent city !