Allow me to ruminate

I'll digest the cud.
While we chew the fat.
In the darkened woods.
Of what we shouldn't at.

Of a thing so wrong.
That we now lay to rest.

With shovel in my hand.
And course i see as best.

So I light a simple lamp.
And quite be my sound.

The guilt is in my heart.
And blood upon my hand.

Do all that i see fit.
Nore wash away the stains.
Of ownership, desire,

And newfound growing pains.

With such a different world.
So different in the calm.

When you can be a god,
And make the world obey.