Wrestled on its back
   the ego showed his face
   charged up, recieving
   came out knowing
   hopeless intrusion
   where nothing can be found
   strewn, the seeds were wasted
   on the innocent in awe
  
   fruitless connection
   in the ripeness of his age
   drawn and thrust in anger
   the dagger once again will fail
  
   it's over
   if nothing comes along
   it's over for you
  
   so in denial stand where shame is not
   and unto others fall
   the blame, the guilt,
   the others fault
   come on now-
   scratch and claw with all your strength
   take on the wildest bull in the horde
   come burn them fingers fast
   and take back what they owe
   return the safety where there was none...