When you slide on it, it enters you at the same time you enter it.
When you keep at it, it devastates you as you devastate it.
The spirit that enters you, think about it
The fever that enters you, do something about it
God approves, He is part of it
The nation approves, they are full of it
When it covers you, with part of me
Think of the warm rain, after the battle-dead are buried.
When it provides you, with part of me
Think of the next generation, that you berth.
Think of the stinking dead fish, floating ashore
Think of the traffic jams
Think of the mindless jobs
Think of the mindless fucks
Think of the mindless violence
Think of the mindless talk
Think of the mindless…
When I enter you, think of this.
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