The cynicist is generous getting this vigorous itinerant

He's British and starts penning this bar delivering art into this chart picking apart the simplest wad of bitterness taught by children on guard

Listed as gods but only to be timorous ignorance dawns he's into it gone

Belittling songs the littlest bonds is on skinning the strong and fiddling the small

Kissing them all scissors and saws I'm guessing all of this business drawn is just not my eminence dawg

Prescriptions on pilling each one and then pissing off is the easiest wrong

Cardiac arrest is near but I must prolong

Foresee my dreams before I am gone