Here's our sculpture close perfection This is salutation to the prevailing pioneers The time has come to purge the scene From all the nonsense that ugly mouths are spitting out. We are ready for a big reversal. This is for real this is not rehearsal I want to reside here I think I want to die here. To see you scamper brings me joy To feed you with my thoughts brings me pleasure It's hard to keep it up every season But the support from you is pushing us hard We are ready for a big reversal. This is for real this is not rehearsal I want to reside here I think I want to die here. I hope we never fall into disuse I hope the scene won't resolve. Every bit of my heart is in use. Dedicated to you.