Stare into the vast space
Make sense of all the waste
It feels so good for you to taste
A simple prayer to heaven’s gate
Where all the greed has come
Angrily gone
Where all the toys are
All upon
Where the fuck is your Napkin
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
Just whipe your tears
For there is Sun
And all are made to just let go
As into light days come and go
And go
And you have yet to sing battle
As you are just starving cattle
