The man mad laboratory
Neon blinking tomato
Has ground up in the stomach
Gas on dirt
A different sort
Of reincarnated blood
Rearranging the psyche of
In side the locked up self
Monsters now flourish about pigsty
Seeing reddish square shaped clouds
Rising
Rolling caskets forth to bear
To the inferno
Making catsup out of
All of us
Reducing monkeys
The screaming shit babies
Run the clock against time
To generate mere agony
In the laboratory
Testing for masses to absorb
The lips beyond deceit
With rats in charge
Next came the erasing of blocks
Of suicidal tendencies
By the baboons
However they did weep harder
Hungry for bananas
But because of truth be turn
They are served
As shredded wheat
Without asking