Break away
From this hurt of flesh
To commit the acts
Of cruelest violence
To fall in depest of love

Disciple of discipline
Now dive deep down
Under the chasm of life

Only to return
To the childhood's vomit
Only to be shattered
Under the heaviest form
Sharp-edged cube
Of all the colors

Merry things inside
Strip off your blood
And the soiled sins within
Merry things around
Discover the pigtail
In the pants of
Your offspring.