Here Eye will you Thius tell
So you can find a better truth
Better than those that all lies sell
Such are the perks of eternal youth
All that which you see
Is how it’s going to be
Mystery of thirty-three
As they scream me me
For it is not some synchronistic trick
Neither some very realistic Illusion
There will soon be a pandemic
Causing a global confusion
But first there will be a war
Huge robots with a long range
Exactly like you said after your scar
Their only way to bring about change
A world covered by fire
Gasless and melting tire
Even the bodies for hire
Their situation very dire
And Eye did not even mention the cold
Times in which everything will freeze
For such are the truths of the old
Eye clean all with brilliant ease
You already know when
Must only count to ten
As Eye briefed you then
You already got the zen
