My emotions, divine fire
Burning passion and desire
Equanimity had spawn
And the senses – they are gone
Silver tongue and happy wishes
Tasty meals of meat and fishies
Gone like candles in the wind
And to rules I must now bind
It’s not bad, I guess. It’s life
Pulling out a crude knife
Cutting out all my craving
Leaving me on bloody paving
On inside now I am hollow
There’s no love and there’s no sorrow
There’s no memory of past
And dead wolfy bites the dust
