Above me lies a land, [soft piano + upright bass, ambient pad]

Below me lies a land, [minimal electronic drums enter]

And all around, the same vast land— [reverb on vocals]

It presses on my head. [pad swell]

I’m swaddled in that country, [echo on key words]

As if a corpse in cemetery. [soft strings subtle]

From every side a howling voice, [vinyl scratch effects, ambient pad]

In tongues that give no choice. [voice delay]

It is the Toad, who conducts the society choir, [isolated vocal effect for the Toad]

Shouting: "Faster! Higher! Stronger! More!" [short vocal shouts, reverb]

My path is narrow, one foot wide, [bass groove steady, minimal drums]

Rails to the left, a graveyard fence to the right. [piano motifs]

There—flowers, mushrooms, needles, moss, [pad swell]

A big striped fly. [ambient textures]

I am at peace, I glide. [echo tail on final words]

What kind will you be, tomorrow’s bottom, [soft piano + bass intro]

For the finest specimens of the planet, [pads swell]

The third away from the Sun, [ambient texture]

The fifth window, the fourth floor — I got ’em. [subtle drum beat]

And the eternal leak in the toilet [vinyl scratch effect]

Of a secret, nameless reservation [ambient pads]

Spanning one-sixth of the Earth’s dry land — [soft strings]

The transpersonal Committee will decide, [bass groove + minimal drums]

Which has eyes and ears everywhere — [echo on "eyes and ears"]

Yours. Or are they? Look yourself — [voice delay]

The world is beautiful inside each one. [piano + pad]

Outside — the same old swings. [soft ambient strings]

Do you hear it? The imitators-mockers with wings, [subtle reverb, echo]

Changing the storyline, discourse, mimicking [ambient texture]

The Environment. [drone pad]

As comrade Lao Tzu once said, [spoken word delay]

What you sow, that shall become the harvest, you bet. [pad swell, echo tail]

Oh vulture, bird of tomorrow’s bliss, [soft piano + ambient pad]

Don’t hover over my head like this. [subtle strings]

For tomorrow, I have done no wrong, [minimal drums]

So today, I’m innocent — or am I wrong? [echo on "or am I wrong?"]

My path is narrow, one foot wide, [full instrumentation: piano + bass + minimal drums + pads]

Rails to the left, a graveyard fence to the right. [echo on key words]

There — flowers, mushrooms, needles, moss, [pad swell]

A big striped fly, I am at peace, I glide. [echo tail on "I glide"]

Do you hear it? The imitators-mockers with wings, [vocal delay, pad swell]

Changing the storyline, discourse, mimicking [subtle strings + bass groove]

The Environment. [ambient pad]

As comrade Lao Tzu once said, [spoken word reverb]

What you sow, that shall become the harvest, you bet. [fade out piano + bass + pad]