Belting out the song title
like a whip on the back of a leopard
fur and flesh coalescing in the blow
it's never enough to bite the pain
we are never allowed to unite without brutality

you and all your kin are a summoning
a blessed pledge on a blighted center
a core of icicles
dripping with the most fundamental alienation
the reason for elegant plant life
the sole of foot of man

do not deny your part in the circle
the recycling of matter into dust
remember when you once did not recall
how to bend
and how to break
when all else was lost and never found

focus on me, now
forget about your bleak outlooks and the furnished beauty held up by loose string
with malice, you eat away at what might be unforgettable
summarize from united minds and shared moss
the grass and root are soon to follow

narcolepsy is not a sin!
chapels built on sliding rock will not collapse again
watery graves are not the home of the worshipper
pillared belief is not fate
polished uncertainty will not overcome
not on the ticking watch of those who never cared
or on the tickling watch of those who time forgot
neurotic and slept on
but sometimes my watch itches me...