The days are catching up to me
my unconscious fear unbound
Is it time to tailor fit the notion [bad word] Sunday I'm in the ground?

The obelisk fumes have occupied
emphatically austere
a smelter pile made by the debt collector
where the children should be seen, not heard

Even if there is no way back home

I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away

Can you hear him saber rattling
with bones I've left behind?
Obloquy is the bulwark of his implants
am I your son or just a clone?

Dasehra, you were sworn to be
a window to my night
my subterfuge, just branches to the mandrake
where the children should be seen, not heard

Even if there is no way back home

I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away

Under the aegis of cognition
I am dead, I will escape

Engrammic marks of ligature
I am dead, I will escape

Under the aegis of cognition
I am dead, I will escape

Engrammic marks of ligature
am I dead, will I escape?

I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away
I'm [bad word] away