Break away From this hurt of flesh To commit the acts Of cruelest violence To fall in depest of love Disciple of discipline Now dive deep down Under the chasm of life Only to return To the childhood's vomit Only to be shattered Under the heaviest form Sharp-edged cube Of all the colors Merry things inside Strip off your blood And the soiled sins within Merry things around Discover the pigtail In the pants of Your offspring.