In the backyard   you see a white stain   Nevertheless, looking unreal   like a tiny passage to emptiness      Thinking of touching the thing   you kneel over it   Interest exceeding carefulness   you'll be soon in pieces in nothingness...      The parts of the fingers you put in the hole   are now taken to another dimension   It's enlarging itself with the power you gave   Now a metre wide, you'll be dead in a while      Ruthless...      Now you have no feet   The thing has become ten metres wide   You can hear its masticating   and the silent, ironic laughter      Another victim suffering   You pray to god   Your screaming won't stop until your mouth has been   teleported thoroughly