The light of the new year
Hath spewed from yonder hence
Betwixt the pillars of the Turtle
Where sleeps the Moon

Ethereal floating turtles
Nigh is the crustacean
Hide your children
Lest they be devoured

Thou canst witness the end
The end of our world
On a night soon to be
When the snow is on the leaves

When the distant screams
Invade your dreams
The Turtle shall return
And all things will burn

There is no escape
No way out
The Turtle will **** you
I'm serious, he will

That's the actual reason
That I told you to hide your children
They would also be *****
And that's not good

Turtles are awesome though
For the most part
The normal ones that don't **** people
Are pretty good

Chickens upon the altar
Sacrificed to Satan
Not a soul can escape Satan
Chicken souls are no exception

Potato juice dripping
Dripping and dropping
Off of the walls of the castle
Potato sauce boy

Cheese smashed in the alcove
Gertrude must have done this
I cannot abide your face
I eat candles

Suffocating gently in a cherry-scented spray
Sending your condolences and pushing it away
Dying for a cause to which you never shall relate
Feel it from the inside and allow yourself to hate

Open up an avenue connecting distant streets
Hide your real emotions underneath the satin sheets
Live a life unknown to royalty of bygone days
Time becomes too slippery to grip within the haze

Leaves are tapping gently 'gainst your window, lest you hear
Breathe at faster paces as the shambler draws near
Rumble through the ground as if the gophers were your kin
Don't allow the moles to penetrate your thinning skin

Neurons fire ceaselessly like shooting stars at night
Tamed behaviors rage against their masters, set alight
Sophisticated actors know yet better than to roam
And seek familiar voices sweetly bidding them come home

You’re a good friend and a great liar
Your confidence is a fickle ceasefire
You give others the benefit of the doubt
But you doubt yourself, inside and out
You can dish it, but certainly can’t take it
Mindlessly spitting words of wisdom, your latest smash hit
Words that have weight for other people
But never for you or your clan of Sheeple

You’re a blind babbler, a social shambler
Combatting the voice inside you
This incessant, never ending mind chew
It’s galloping through La-La Land
Thought after thought to beat the band
If you deserve the best, then why don’t you think you do?

You wince at every word that comes out of your mouth.
This journey that inevitably leads south
You’re the envy of everyone else. Can’t you see?
So confident, footloose and fancy free
You have great willpower in the presence of your friends.
On your own, you have none.
Some things are easier said than done