Muzik of blood
Black reared
Pain rooted
Heart geared;
All tensed up
In the bubble and the bounce
An the leap an the weight-drop.
It is the beat of the heart,
This pulsing of blood
That is a bublin bass,
A bad bad beat
Pushin gainst the wall
Whey bar black blood
An is a whole heappa
Passion a gather
Like a frightful form
Like a righteous harm
Giving off wild like is madness
