Con Brutalivá
from Two Pieces in B-Flat Minor
Merry, merry, full of envy
Desperation ascending
Permachild unrelenting
Sucker to the false ending So you want it?
So become it
That's how it's always been
I prepared it
I can bear it
I am become my end

You don't have to believe them
For you have overachieved them
Leave them
Leave them
Merry, merry
Until proven wrong
Secondary
Tertiary, gone

Looks like I'm going wrong
I am become my song

You will never become them
Oscillate as one.