Phyllis before you were dead
I'd hoped you'd see some thread tightly connecting it all
The cosmos unfold
Is there light? Does it shine brightly?
Forming a beacon, exposing hope for us now?
You said: Nitsa's a beautiful girl
Hooray for the living
Boo that my back is so sore
Curse when I'm gone
If there's a light, not in gravestones
Go start a fire
Quickly, go burn what you find
Phyllis before you were dead
You mumbled and sputtered
Exploding a body for us
Ancient indeed
Shake the dead
Shake the dead
Wake them and tell them
Nothing has changed in this world