Not auto-immunity
Hospitalised duality
Rather Quantum immunity
Entirely internally intuitively
When I swim them blues
No fallen ones leave dues
Ever since I got that scar
Told day after day it is war
Oh how fun I thought
Such Godless nought
Since I do not believe
In that which deceive
Mine is an engineer
Multidimensional seer
Only has the time rear
To anticipate all fear
Then the rest is bait
While doing the wait
Picking them off slowly
Down under world lowly
Working the dark for light
Exercising all-seeing might
All the way from the start
I taught myself the heart
How to start and stop
How to love and drop
Many layers to the cake
Many melts for snowflake
But one runs wise and old
Learns how to handle cold
Many dumb inbred fools
Have tried dip in my pools
But accidents happens
There in the deepest dark
With quantum weapons
I usher the planetary ark
Let the cardiac on or off
Is what we do in TARSOF
Because there is a stride
Little known underside
Where submarines dwell
Giving the sleepers hell
Coming at them every side
As I let the nine mantle slide
Just a little bit charitable
When I flip the variable
From a family car ride
To a lethal snow slide
They call the ambulance
But as you can clearly see
This is my very dance
So it is obviously not for me
Snart kommer hemliga te-servicen
Sitta och uggla med special-polisen
What to do with the inbreds
They carefully ask solution
Those who themselves misleads
The unsustainable pollution
Not my problem I simply say
All retired since another day
I promise them to stay nice
And not put bodies on ice
Less paperwork and kiddy cries
More peace and nobody dies
But sometimes in the ape-herd
There is some inbred disorder
I pack up my special blackbird
Securing my personal border
Just another headline in the news
When they get package from Zeus
When their genetic code is lacking
The high-rollers send them packing
Like it was ever even a fight
With all this blessed might
They pick themselves decadence
I myself remain in full providence
Flawless full-time detection
Extra-dimensional protection
The painful wrath of entities
Sting worse than angered bees
If they ever leave a trace
So that the chimpanzees rumble
They just alter the maze
And keeps the charade humble
En annan kör hela jaktsäsongen
Med hela stora himlakör-sången
Så när det seglar förbi efterblivet inavel
Så blåser en upp skallen på vid gavel
But I do it through the very sound
Down from the deep underground
Många träd i trädgården.
Många öar i skärgården.
Många stenar på gravgården.
Många omärkta i änglagården.
‘Still got the shovel’
