Come to me on your fours

Reach through the web of thought

Skillfully degraded

Lower than a beast



Come to me with your soul on fours

Get in the lion den

Get into my vault



Climb behind my eyes and trip on it

Come and see what I have kept away from you



Come see what I have built up for you



Run through your storms and through your rains

Through all your fears and your disillusions

For me to mold as my own

For me to take what I may desire



Plunge your head in and see

what I have become

Come what really is I



See me non civilized

Feel me non civilized

Fear me non civilized



Plunge your head in and see

What I have become

Fear me non civilized



I comprehend beyond your foundation laws

Without them as an alter ego I can change my form

and become as everything...



Come taste the supreme