Everything you've uttered is an echo 
And this is not a curse 
At least not by the hands of another 

Your refuse 
Will fertilize 
Your own children 
And the tunnel is burrowed eternally 

As time digests itself 
It worms through the path 
And is excreted 
As time digests itself 

Gargantuan malformation 
Worms through the path 
And is excreted