Maybe Only The Most Debased Mammals

Maybe only the most debased mammals Have to climb. To find their smiles, Shinning-up from the basement: of disease Maybe they're the most delicate flowers Who have to be frozen-out…? To find the answer to despair! Is there any forgiveness there! Just look at His desert His, cacti at her smiles. Her sands of time running dry... Showing you what's really real. Maybe be it's just a flash-flood under a table Your grandma who loves her little grandson, To make you really feel better than just second best Or even evil.