Under the rich blue moon of human eyes
Descending truths defend our lies
Trespassing along our invisible minds
A human truth hides from the heart
From the earliest wall of caves
In blood of fog defending ways
A thrill that kills inside of graves
Appears the dark hides in the day
And blood red wine raised as feast
Release the claws of inner beast
Surgically sterile blind the peril
These fish and fowl packed in barrels
In rooms and fields and cages spawn
Populous explosions but not for long
With the strong it’s never really wrong
Our left out words from high pitch songs
But what’s a poor fellow to do
But go shopping at the mall of zoos
Refrain from useless procreation
Ask us to stop our endless salivation
A tasty song with a delicious tune
We know not what we really do
