d**h on the left side and light is in the right. Why I'm blind in one eye and half crazy in the other, in this breakdown of the laws of identity. And everything is cast into infinite space. I'm always seeing d**h over my left shoulder. However, how can I see d**h over my shoulder when d**h shed its light? Darkness sheds light with a frequency that can only be seen by me. And I see you now. You're invisible, but I know you're here, because if you weren't, you wouldn't be able to hear me now, would you? What do you think? Did I send my voice to you on this slab of black vinyl, or did you make the decision to request my voice? Or, perhaps, both? But wait, I'm transforming into a chicken now. [And here they can go into the chicken section -- sh** man, YOU transcribe it! Here's one bit: I'd rather eat vulture and have no choice, than the vulture eat me and eternally rejoice.... KISS ME! EAT ME RAW! EAT ME RAW! EAT ME RAW! EAT ME RAW!]