[Budd:]
Stabbed in the back left to die
Days go slow as I close my eyes
Here I lie a man finished with life
Losing my mind soaked in plight
Losing the fight as dark envelops the light
It never lasts long before the day
Over and over and over again
It’s a Cycle of decay
As fibre and proteins feed the land I lay
Life’s end starts a opposite display
Conditioned for existence to begin
Eggs cover what use to be skin
Life of Maggots grow from with in
My soils start new where life has been
Blowflies lay eggs and sing
The buzz and the hustle of the glutton
Plenty to feed an to thrive off a chosen
A merry week of the flies in the erosion
they feed on my weak wet eyes soaking
The Bleak regrets as stenches rise
The buzz filters into a silence in here
heat changes the atmosphere
Washed fresh from the rains that come
Carbon dioxide and water forms sugar
that make oxygen and feeds off the sun
The cycle of life is deemed on what the bees have done
In my mud the flowers bud
Beautiful and bright with love
Golden yellow and red heads adorned the tall stems
Unaware what it all meant
They too meet a cruel end
Plucked from the roots when beauty shines through
Bundled together a beautiful crew
Given to you Placed in water next to the dagger you drew
You strike again, the cycle repeats
Because of you

[Neil:]
Oh the nectar's sweet, you just can't resist
To pick up the pollen so the cycle persists
From one bloom to another so the sequences twist
And only ever regret the ones that you missed