I suck upon a wild lime
an old man greets me at the shore
opening a Golden Door.
He slams my head upon a pike
and shanks my body with a spike
he shakes his beard into my face
where is this place? where is this place?
My spirit floats above the world
answers questions doubts unfurl
my head exploding fifty-fold
I am the sky so I've been told.
And back into that dreadful cave
I make the bearded man my slave
build me fifty-thousand men
And I will spin the earth again.
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