Stuck in a maze,
trying hard to pull myself through.
Dying in my last breath of innocence.
Sure, it doesn't bother you.

My reference is forbidden to you.
You're stucking niddels on me,
your reeled puppet.
No way, I won't scream,
I'll be the fortified giant !

I will forsake you all,
you fossid-hearted creeps.
I will watch you,
as you stand and fall.

I'm the funges after the first rain,
fresh but still so poisonous.
You will get foul,
choke and scream in vain . . .