The walls that creep closer still

Just breathe, take it in, hold your breath, pop a pill

The contradictions that lie upon your chest

You cradle it, you carve it, you lay it to rest

For those who speak not a word

Take me away for I am your shepherd

Embedded in the ground, we wave

Grab a shovel; dig your grave

You see what has become of us now?

Omniscience now takes the stage, writes us off, and takes a bow