Go forth and sit on your throne you filthy *****, ***** of filth. You suffer from bewilderment, child-like beauty. Soft pastel sun rays fill ever vein and
  you
     feel
         happy.
Frolic through your valleys, stare into your distant stars,
feeling ever. so. happy. Unwrap your bandaged heart as you now roam far from home.
Seeking, ever seeking penniless thrills
and where the water spills,
sapphires and rubies galore.
Take a dip in the lake, the runaway lake,
where you have sought salvation.
Take a dip, and,
take a dip, and
take a dip, once more.