it's so easy, isn't it?

walking through this maze of shit

fading remnants of what used to be

all that I've crippled, come crawling back to me

in walks you, with your eyes pinned

itching and twitching your nerves

nodding through layers of sand

bludgeon the god you serve

and there she goes

I'm sure she knows

about her soiled clothes

and when I quit, I'm never going back you know