Endowed with the art of casting   Names upon its beings   The humans claimed dominion   Over every living fucking thing      Proud as purpose   As they became to walk the earth   As they arraigned the common creatures      Caught within the corpus   Cursed, conscious human brain   Caught within the corpus   Cursed, conscious human brain      Every word ever written   Will fall short of its intent   Even sung or spoke or screamed   They will betray what they have meant      They will betray what they have meant   They will betray what they have meant      Language is the heart's lament   A weak attempt to circumvent   The loneliness   Inherent in the search for permanence      All the future ghosts   Who scratch their names in wet cement   Demeaning meaning as they shout out at the emptiness   Demeaning meaning as they shout out at the emptiness      Abstraction's the stake between the anima and animus   De-flesh the word scourge of human destiny   Behold the world in other people, life is clarity