Feel the heat as it rises,

Feel the blow as it pounces,

Feel the coldness of evil,

Feel the seething of teeth,

Feel the hate of fire,

Feel the queerness of cells,

Feel the restlessness,

Feel the rock,

As hard as metal,

U look for soft things,

But u find more hard,

Because the world before u,

Is full of hard,

As soft has withered n become old,

So modify thyself,

It is the only rite!