Feel that heavenly beast in you slowly pass away
There´s no more thirst and hunger
The beast slowly runs out of oxygen
And you have become calm
completely neutral
It´s a death if ever there was one
It draws it´s last breaths on the ground
sounds like the rumble of a storm far away
leaving you as this human who must search past the Essentials
completely aimless
You´d be better off wishing for greater things
Better find some new jazz to kick up special lifetime cheer
Luckier than the poor eastern ones, unluckier than a millionaire
A special new hobby to refresh you as if elixir
Life so full of tricks
heavenly beast dead and gone away
you are a raisin dying to last
out in the sun that hangs over the grindstone
craving a new dynamic to your person
wanting more than the minimum, what could be worse
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