it's so easy, isn't it?   walking through this maze of shit  fading remnants of what used to be  all that I've crippled, come crawling back to me  in walks you, with your eyes pinned   itching and twitching your nerves   nodding through layers of sand   bludgeon the god you serve   and there she goes   I'm sure she knows  about her soiled clothes  and when I quit, I'm never going back you know