Stepped right into her gaping sex
all the colors in the world
couldn't compare to the darkness that I found there

I was ready to disappear
for the funeral of man
is a party that I don't wish to attend to

I looked around
but I didn't expect anything
I was the crown
that was hung from the ceiling long before I

stepped right into her gaping sex
and the misery unfurled
like a blanket that was lost but not forgotten

I was ready to disappear
and succumb to the demand
of becoming one with the subatomic particles

I look around
but I don't entertain anything
I am the clown
that was hung upside downward from the floor. I

stepped right into her gaping sex
and the whole world was one
with the universe that finds itself in my head

I was ready to disappear
for the unity of man
is a date left on the ground down by the river

I am around
but I don't claim to be anything
I am the gown
that was hung from the ceiling long before I

stepped right into her gaping sex
and the whole world collided with
and was quickly consumed by the light of the sun

I was ready to disappear
and succumb to the demand
of becoming one with the orphaned rogue planets

I look around
but I don't see the sun anymore
and I am the frown
that was hung upside downward from the floor. I

stepped right into her gaping sex
all the music in the world
couldn't compare to the silence that I found there

I was ready to disappear.