The myriad choices of his fate
set themselves out upon a plate
for him to choose what had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep
where the black angel did weep
not an old city street in the east
gone to choose
And wandering's brother walked on through the night
with his hair
in his face
long a long splintered cut from a knife of G.T.
The Rally Man's patter ran on through the dawn
until we said so long to his skull
Shrill yell
Shining brightly, red rimmed and red lined with the time
effused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping
chunks
from the bells
Cut mouths bleeding razors forget in the pain
antiseptic remains coo goodbye
so you fly
to the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificial remain make it hard to forget
where you come from
the stools of your eyes serve to realize pain
choose again
Roberman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
for the loss of a horse
went the bowels in the tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if epiphanies terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Chose a side
to be on
If the stone glances off split didactics in two
Lay the colour of mouse trail's all's green try between
If you choose
If you choose
Try to lose
For the loss of remains come and start
start the game
I Chi Chi
Chi Chi I
Chi Chi Chi
Ka Ta Ko
Choose to choose
Choose to lose
Choose to Go