You're born you live you eat you %#@!
You drink you piss you $#&@ you're dead!


From larva to imago
Without post-cult trauma

To the essence of life
To the sweet destiny
I proceed!


And all the bridges left behind
Overrun burned - it's such a

Breath-takin resplendent flawless view
Rewarding joyful restful thought


Stagnation defined as death to me
It's a prison with untouchable bars
Your virtue like a noose around the neck

Will tighten up killing your qualms of conscience

There will always be something beyond the horizon