Abhinanda Centipede
Scorpion, give me your sting
Yeah do your little thing
I've been up and down and down and out
But you're not gonna win
Spider, with your web
Catch yourself instead
It went up in smoke, fell down and broke
Kiss the sky until you die
Wolf, your pupils are black holes
Your heart's pierced with a silver-pole
It's all built up just to be torn down
Time swallows children whole
Grasshopper, hop your way
You can fly so high today
You can jump up and not come down
If it's not too late
