Mama, I'm Swollen

I was alone,

I was at home'

Til the fabric was torn

The cord was cut

My orbit had begun

I was a simple being

I was simply being

Until I caught my own reflection

In a spoon

I am the egg,

I am the spark

The fire in the dark

I am fertilized, fully actualized

A loaded gun

Born 'neath the blood red sun

Born 'neath the blood red sun

I am not ignorant,

I am intelligent

I'm not an ape,

I am the way,

I am the truth

I am religion,

I am politics,

I am a psychoanalyst

I'm an inkblot shaped like

ZeusI'm not an egg,

I'm a runny yolk

Got no faith,

I got no hope

I'm the joke of all existence

I am no one

Burning beneath the blood red sun

Just a burning beneath the blood red sun

I am the body and the blood

The earthquake and the flood

I am the cancer born

And growing in each and everyone

To the beat of a blood red sun

To the beat of a blood red sun