Every single dread breath i take in my life
Has sworn and worn out like a bug in my drugs
And yet it made me feel the trance i wanted to feel
That is the beauty of the deity that i lost
That i host

Every single nudge in my hike is a spike
By my friend to an end but to an idiot
It us just a piece of pic or byte wasted
Which feel is best than any uncovered fleet
Than any uncovered sheet

Every single dripping is like a tripping in my heart
Just to feel that the buzzing of busy god
Amidst the lazy modern rabbits in the race
While sloths are hurry burry in their fairy furry works
In their wary leary lurks