facing the stars
and voices of angels
nourishing words
to flesh and blood and bone
it's down to
the red team vs. the blue team
scanning the bars
the choices of mortals
indigenous jars
will get you out of jams
it's up to
the old team vs. the new team
what must we do to survive?
the gods know the answer
better than I
like more persuasive snakes
it's food
from what I have seen
(what have you seen?)
a world full of people
their bellies full of lies
of mystery meats and pies
of food
it's food
we can k** them
but we can't film them
we can can them
but we can't scan them
scam them