Original lyrics
ENWandering Through the Chaos the Battle Has Left,
We Climb Up a Mountain of Human Flesh,
to a Plateau of Green Grass, and Green Trees Full of Life.
a Young Figure Sits Still By a Pool,
He's Been Stamped "Human Bacon" By Some Butchery Tool.
(He Is You)
Social Security Took Care of This Lad.
We Watch in Reverence, As Narcissus Is Turned to a Flower.
a Flower?
