Merry boys and dogs administer cold justice to cold mountains with the patter of their feet.
Ancient peoples cluster on overhangings to remark at whiteman's ascent
for green and gold; them both.
Whiteman clings for sweet sensation in empty, empty samsara
and boys and dogs clatter home.
Fool's gold was foretold to be the next deity by them past .
They strayed for it, it was their original sin and lightening;
and boys and dogs slept nights, empty as sweet samsara.
Its a sick world, sick,sick,sick.
Ancient peoples cluster on overhangings to remark at whiteman's ascent
for green and gold; them both.
Whiteman clings for sweet sensation in empty, empty samsara
and boys and dogs clatter home.
Fool's gold was foretold to be the next deity by them past .
They strayed for it, it was their original sin and lightening;
and boys and dogs slept nights, empty as sweet samsara.
Its a sick world, sick,sick,sick.
Not what i expected but i like it
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