I am an accustomed lonely person
It seems I should be numb by now
But being long alone it just worsens
I forbid self ruth but break the vow
Which casts me further down a funk
Into an endless loop it never fails
I eat my noxious woe like a devoted monk
Aggrieved by bane of life\'s travails
A deep gyre calls my name within my head
I crave effetely for a crumb of bliss
I feel secure cocooned and swathed in dread
Absorbed the mind will roam the Id\'s abyss
To those who with their mind become engrossed
Be warned the hungry Id insanely eats its host