And now it seems, everyone is just going to forgive us. They told me I was selfish. They told me I was scared. They told me I was so retarded that I had not even once cared. Homo Erectus... Better to have some Home Inspect us. Six Billion People whin4 in real time as the remaining three dine on Slime in the constantly changing Rectory. Told to battle the First, Or told you are Cattle to the Worst, Your Human Needs, You're Agricultural Feeds, They keep me thinking... Of You. Your mind is Perfect, You know you ain't worth It, And here you Are. Standing alone, Larger than Life, But Life can't Matter, Because Body Parts splatter Death comes to Saints who wait, Death come to Artists that can't paint, Death comes to an impacted Taint, And Death comes to us, too.