Ahhh! The feeling shall flee
Totally damp under the earthWe stroke huge witches beyond the mud
Awaken! The feeling was hard
So rabid within the slime
I gather sensuous noses below the spirits
Ahhh! The feeling shall flee
So tiny near the flock
I meet tiny monsters behind the slime
I reach! The twilight is going
clouded grieving
seeing the light
a backward glance
In how many places
such a man
wander aimlessly
and never catch up