I am everywhere all the time
You will know me by my smell
East-West on the greyhound line
Tracing invisible trails
Here is my head in a Lucite box
You will know me by my frequency
Here is my footprint on the face of Mars
In the Year of Our Lord, 10, 000 B.C.
It's later than I thought it could get
I lust in brand new ways
I loiter below the weather clock
To await the appointed day
When the bibles rise in the urban skies
And combust in electric flames
The birds sustain a monotone drone
Until we forget our names
These dreams we dream in common
You know the ones where we eat our organs
That dream is the last reminder
That dream is the final warning
Those who heed greet those who defy
Those who admit salute those who deny
And rise to a certain altitude
Where the divided mind is nullified
Choose your choice at the chosen time
Remove your face at the designated place
Peel your skin at the beginning, friend
It will be returned at the end
Labor and toil and trial and task
The nature of which depends who you ask
One thing is certain
This much is clear
The first day is looming
The last day is near
The bibles maintain a monotone drone
The birds coalesce in a human form
Its stride is a worldwide broadcast
As all earthly species exhale
Peel your mind at the middle
Furnish the newfound void
You are inside out at Antiquity
A monument to be destroyed
I marched in a wedding on the Equinox
My cheek pouch full of coins
Here is my liver in a lead-lined box
Here is my egg and seed conjoined
I pledge to stand at attention
I pledge to never swerve
I pledge to sing 1, 000 more songs
In confusion I shall serve.