kneelin' in dirt,
i'm eatin' chert.
before i stand,

i fall again.

your endless greed

treads on me,
or it relies
on my demise.


where is the border?
get off my shoulder.


skin turns to grey,
hands not lifted to pray,

plague seize the hindmost,
while eyes of saints are closed.


top of the bodystairs
a man in silk swears,
just down below

the truth, we know.

build castle by fear,

use the tongue as spear,
but bricks not humble
can easily crumble.


where is the border?
get off my shoulder.

think, are you so tall?
pillars, who we are.


skin turns to gray,
hands not lifted to pray,
plague seize the hindmost,

while eyes of the saints are closed.

SHUT YOUR MOUTH!

no matter what you say,
SHUT YOUR MOUTH!
you are the one to blame.

SHUT YOUR MOUTH!
no matter what you say.