Come to me on your fours
Reach through the web of thought
Skillfully degraded

Lower than a beast

Come to me with your soul on fours

Get in the lion den
Get into my vault


Climb behind my eyes and trip on it
Come and see what I have kept away from you


Come see what I have built up for you

Run through your storms and through your rains

Through all your fears and your disillusions
For me to mold as my own
For me to take what I may desire


Plunge your head in and see
what I have become

Come what really is I

See me non civilized

Feel me non civilized
Fear me non civilized


Plunge your head in and see
What I have become
Fear me non civilized


I comprehend beyond your foundation laws
Without them as an alter ego I can change my form

and become as everything...

Come taste the supreme