Lose the name which has been tainted with sour letters and revolting cadaver like syllables.
Shed the name which was held with the highest regard but now is regarded as a peasant.
Leave the name which once was carried with the chin thrusted  towards the sky but now is,  desperatley left behind in the streets hopefully to be carried away by the rain water and into the drain.
Take the name which was bared with a solider's pride and rip it from your garments
Undo the stitching let it tangle
No longer must you have the name.