Gluttonous savages scrambling aimlessly Towards inevitable thoughtless oblivion Cannot appeal to the masters of everything Scowling from mountain view Trying in vain to please Fools Will not understand Cannot understand Pointless waste of time Selfish elitist view Tearing down All construction of lucid palace That was once Saving grace from constant torture Of internal infestation Soul-destroying spiders Knitting their devices A place of peace has been denied By constant missteps and delusions I have already died This is a final call to regenerate Damages suffered from Lacking experience Bitter in vanity Absorbing that which I wish to deny Tarnishing purity Becoming that which a leper applies Distancing sanity Becomes obscurity Inadvertently Feeding my enemy Envious miscreant Distorting my intent Scalpel of dissonance Who is the hypocrite This sole desire is to achieve that place Where we have conquered our own disgrace We must understand We shall understand Or we've already died Tearing down All construction of lucid palace That was once Saving grace from constant torture Of internal infestation Soul-destroying spiders Knitting their devices