Don’t try to feed the monster through me;
It is not my sustenance, it is not my lifeline
I am no graveyard with a single yew
that needs your condolences. Thank you!
You have made me nude to treachery; laid me bare
When I told you, it was enough! You didn’t care
I think, Centrelink should just about slink away
from my entities. I don’t want to be evil’s Herakles anyway
And do you think I need a hostelry, to foster enemies
I command you STOP! I don’t need your monies
Don’t exhibit your falsehoods. You are not my fraternity
I have lived by my convictions for all eternity