I did not even know that we may die
Collecting caveats hence bodies
That ply their way to the sky
Rhyme and reason is a failing season
Dreary a dark lost frost
I crossed Lethe with Styx a fire to burn
And then I struck a match
God damned you charred Earth
It burned for what it's worth
For icing on the cake I shake him down
And his face is planted firm
Beneath the matted muck this stupid f*ck
Thinks 100 grand is gonna stop me
From silencing him and his sperm
The one grandest of truths
I just found out
Is each and every one of us does die
Reaching for money
A blank check blank stare
What the f*ck do we care
I did not even know that we may die
Neglecting caveats in your inner thigh
The bodies that ply
Reaching for money
Blank check blank stair
What the f*ck do we care