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Shimmering landscape Churning bellow Rhythmically heaving Into itself Sliding Gliding Wrapping   Then twisting With precision Its sinew convulses And its muscles contract Waves spiral on down Spiral down its track Up and down length Shifting from head Down to its back Ebb and flow Permitting No slack Inside of the spiral Inside of a hug A canary is choked While the head hangs above Beady black spheres Watch over its prey Licking anxiously With slithers to say Its grapple is perfect As it squelches away life A Suffocating twitch Is the end of her strife Its head knelts down And strokes yellow feathers Scale

So! What's the plan? So! What the heck is life all about? It's all about the man and how he shouts It's about the grand master plan of a very powerful man And how he forces upon us his master plan So! What is the name of the game we play? And why does it mock everything we say Life is a game and the name of the game Is to outplay the rest with a burring flame So! We are living this game that we call a life And everyday we feel the pain of the jabbing knife The knife that jabs into our back The man laughs as we pick up his slack So! If life is a game and it's played by outplaying And the man controls everything that were sa