The Bat Soared Above The Rat Maze, In Haze



A dark cave of rest
as the bat leaves the nest
to find its way in the night
Oh! What lovely sight!


Flying through the night air
free of the city's despair and dirty underwear
without a care to scare those
whose blood is like a rose
as its nose lands in the right pose
to drink the nectar of life
to end all strife


Upside down is the world from day to day
I return to my cave to escape the dismay
and upside down I find myself
like a baby in the womb
entombed in the body of a bat
its much better than being a rat


Fear is the night of my domain
shame I reap not while everyone else is to blame
for hiding in the attic of fear isn't worth the tears of waiting for the quiet storm to clear
the end is always nigh and near
and this is why you must listen, hear!


The sound of a million souls marked by their deaths
is the squeeze of a hug taking your last breath