Come to me on your fours 

Reach through the web of thought 

Skillfully degraded 

Lower than a beast 



Come to me with your soul on fours 

Get in the lion den 

Get into my vault 



Climb behind my eyes and trip on it 

Come and see what I have kept away from you 



Come see what I have built up for you 



Run through your storms and through your rains 

Through all your fears and your disillusions 

For me to mold as my own 

For me to take what I may desire 



Plunge your head in and see 

what I have become 

Come what really is I 



See me non civilized 

Feel me non civilized 

Fear me non civilized 



Plunge your head in and see 

What I have become 

Fear me non civilized 



I comprehend beyond your foundation laws 

Without them as an alter ego I can change my form 

and become as everything... 



Come taste the supreme