Can you see the red in me
Can you see the orange in my womb,
Would you have come here to defeat me
If i hadn't beat you so soon.

I bet you were guessing my midriff wouldn't bare it.

Your weight or the serum you supply.
I bet you didnt think that i was aware of it

I bet you didn't think that little one would die.

We fight like deities.

I've thrown one, two, three apples across your floor.

We rise up the spine like serpentry
and you always have to stop before.

You always have to push for more.

We are Gods, and We are fire, and We are Water and We are air.
We are Gods, filled with desire, trapped in a world which is not fair.

I speak in terms of alchemy
Truth spoke out of turn.

You speak in silence, desolate
We let our souls slow burn.