You take your spoon and you shovel in Unearthing the so low The flesh is cleft and the albumen Is off on a slow flow You twist the metal between your paws To get to the so low The sludge you scoop for your open sores Is falling in slow-mo Then somebody mentions your name You start from the depths of your heart And your shame To the grey voice that speaks without air The clammy despicable vowels that lie Dead in your ear There's nothing to hear You turn your back and proceed with care Disembowelling the so low The bones revealed and the nerves laid bare They beat you with a slow glow Then somebody breathes in your ear And an acrid aroma consumes you with fear As your stomach implodes with a sigh And your throat is afloat With a taste that won't lay down and die And there's blood in your eye Then somebody touches your spine And the hairs on your back stand up straight in a line And a feeling you know from birth Is descending with infinite speed As you fall through the Earth And you're filled up with earth