And then I was born, a Capricorn
Into a white room that stared in scorn
It thought me unclean
It knew where I'd been
And it was jealous of my innocence
It had seen war and pestilence
As the world spins round and we all grow older
The suns in our hearts grow eons colder
The innocents will become corrupt
Or their lives will be abrupt
The room controls all
From its surgical cleanliness
And inhuman emptiness
There is no withdrawal
Surrender to its gloom
Or meet your doom