End approaching
Death grows close
For final statements, I'll stay bold, like -
"Ho there, who goes?"
No man
I'm so protozoan, monad
Post-Spinoza, I'm so mad
My endofunction maps back to myself
Wellness swells
Only I am holy
Only I am hell
I exist relative to myself
In my temple where I dwell
Breathing back in what I expel, like -
"Ooh, ahh"
I talk to God
What I got inspire awe
With utmost power, austere candor
With my speech commanding cancer -
"Split cell"
We are siamese if you please
We are siamеse if you don't please
Likе camel to lion to child, vestige
Come like a tempest, gone with the breeze
In my temple all is well
Only I am holy
Only I am hell
Endofunctor, everything I love maps back into myself
Go above to go under
Now I've become myself
My function creates structure and dysfunction
It gives birth and brings destruction
Sun will rise before eruption

Nemesis, exist against myself
Only I am holy
Only I am hell
I exist relative to myself

Only I am holy
Only I am hell
Only I am holy
Only I am hell