I don’t believe that life quite matters
Even though my thought the chatter
Spikes and pieces as they shatter
Into my own demise I fear
What love might can and you will shear
Help cause things get cold and messy
As the stone gets heavy on the chassis
Where did you come from again my dear
As we grow older beard by beard
Our hair contains volumptious wonders
What one can slay and I go unders
Your demise is long and beary
As I don’t care and you might worry
Help I said from inner child
My word gets lost as sauce was mild
Slay the dragon spice the beast
We got problems in this mighty feast