Leave it sleep, let it lay   Don't leave away, let it be   A few more case, a few more feet   Leave it sleep, who can bleed?   It's he to cut, to shut, to live, to see....      Who waylay? Atone stone shone   Well then pay wayleave!   A pown drowned, he's prone   Give up! We cleave a spun clown grown   Well then, who clench?   In the grave frost in the yard      Say to sway drown slow yawn   Say "believe" a drown dawn fake   It's a cheap treat showdown flown   Wayward, weeping cubs, make them run to make them be      Feel the pain, feel the aim   He'll get down, he'll be alone   Feel his sin, feel his vein   He got feet to be fled      Who waylay?   A shone cub to run   Hit that way to hear a tune sung in brain   Stick on lay be sharp, thrown and bounced   He can see me lead with the cleft steps in the air      Feel he shine, feel he lie   He'll get down, he'll screech out   Feel the sin, feel the vein   He got eyes to spray beams      Leave me   Last eye shines bright, calls me, drowns me   Cleave me   Last eye shines slight   See it, feel it   That's my cub,   So sweet, fast, so neat, plus, so sweet, fast, so weak, but so clear eyed cub