Phineas Bogg

You took your life, to relive it
To be reformed, right at birth
To be reborn, from the violence
But now it's worse

Your parents feed you, through the grating
Outside, you hear goblins laughing
You are stalk still as their hands come inside

And when the grate is shut, you rise
Approach the door, and grab the plate
It is your right to try for some peace of mind
Anytime you can

It is your right to take your life
And then be born again
As many times as you can stand

'Til cold food for the blind turns into bright white light
And you can feel your tiny hands are glowing
Until that time, it is your right to try again