don't rifle my forest years of redemption bury the matrix of nature's anatomy haze chaos foreign circumstances safe a native of a world like this so just pick up the ashes from the ground a million insincerities unless we'll be found we're dying in earth-holes afraid of the end we'll never loose patience until lullabies end lights out lights out when will it end suffer! a sudden contempt to suffer reject employment as a raving constrained mercenary are we really superior to the ones we despise we're not we're not more than a fuck to the ass of the world they stand alone we're not supreme individuals they stand alone