I've been outside at the cable
Listening to a sick man dying at the table
Nobody rich as my baby is
I built all of this and she's his now
Having known but him
Him and...
Caliban
I'm fishing same side as the pan goats
For powder mule fuel
To murder two tan coats
Nobody rich as these histories
Running up on us to just now
Running up on King Steph
Trinkerbell and...
Caliban
Come unto yellow sands though
Come trip with Caliban through the bramble
While a will-o-the-wisp winks through the trees
Unimpendingly unendingly on the damned...
Caliban