Six hundred million upturned eyes
None will be saved from worm and fly
You want me cornered, stained, and mean
I've licked my fur all slick and clean
The heavens, looming
Did you view me?
Teeth glinting where my lip is curled
I caught you shifting in my world
I feel him bubbling forth
My fur has grown in thick and coarse
The heavens, looming
Did you view me?
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