Swirling darkness, unending hail
Fighting, fearing, broken veil
Do not snag me in your dark swords you’ll not this night 

Tangled nerve, raw and running
In and out, hard shunting
No rubber bumper breaking you
Look forward so you know the wall

Pipe down raw nerves I must gear
My nerves to have a hand in it
Calm them, pace it, rev a linger
Stop the rustling hustling raw

Make that damn thing beat a hearty
Pace to aid the mind and will
Untangled, tight, danger lurks
Beyond the scene at work.

Tis within this mighty foe
None other knicked his coat
Get the glue, find the tape
This mother is agape