take me, blow me, bury me.

i ear calls,

but there's no sender.

i'm the receiver,

i'm what you're looking for,

what you need for the next chapter,

the next massacre.

who are you, really?

because you might not be human,

you might not be flesh and bones,

you might not be like me,

the calls i ear came from inside,

my head, my depth, my heart,

why are you calling me?

is my time coming?

my legs tremble when i ear the sound...

of a voice,

your voice?

you('re) ?

goat?!

i give you my body, my soul,

make a funeral, and scream

because i'm already getting buried alive.