Everything you've uttered is an echo 

And this is not a curse 

At least not by the hands of another 


Your refuse 

Will fertilize 

Your own children 

And the tunnel is burrowed eternally 


As time digests itself 

It worms through the path 

And is excreted 

As time digests itself 


Gargantuan malformation 

Worms through the path 

And is excreted