I was alone, I was at home
'til the fabric was torn,
the cord was cut, my orbit had begun,
I was a simple being, I was simply being,
'til I caught my own reflection in a spoon

I am the egg, I am the spark,
the fire in the dark,
I am fertilized, fully-actualized,
a loaded gun.
Born 'neath a blood red Sun.

I am not ignorant, I am intelligent,
I'm not an ape, I am the way, I am the truth.
I am religion, I am politics,
I am a psychoanalyst,
I'm an inkblot shaped like Zeus.

I'm not an egg, I'm a runny yolk,
I got no faith, I got no hope,
I am the joke of all existence,
I am no one.
Burnin' 'neath a blood, red Sun

I am the body and the blood,
the earthquake and the flood,
I am the cancer born and growing

in each and everyone.
To the beat of a blood, red Sun.