Homage to the Lame Wolf1987We'll return the little box
Into the arms
Of her inconspicuously honest propertiesWe won't do anything
Against her will
We'll simply take her apartWe'll crucify her
On her own crossPierce her bloated emptiness
And let ooze
All the blue cosmic blood she gatheredWe'll sweep her clean of stars
And anti-stars
And everything else that rots inside herWe won't make her suffer
We'll simply put her together againWe'll give back to the little box
Her pure inconspicuousness