The Crawler - Psyche

Look at it’s eyes

I see it’s eyes look straight ahead

They’re looking straight ahead

It’s picking up trash, picking up trash

As it moves along

Keep moving, keep moving

It slides into the bump and grind

When the time is right, it will unwind

Crawl, it’s going to crawl

Until we can’t do a thing at all

Nuclear powered, it advances now

It’s growing, it’s growing

It creates the body of our minds

When we least expect, it will unwind

Crawl, it’s going to crawl

Until we can’t do a thing at all

Crawl like maggots into earth

We will crawl from our birth

We are the crawler!