Are you afraid that you can’t comprehend it?
Are you afraid of what comes next?
Are you afraid that you will not find understanding
In the darkness of a mind so brutalized by common sense?
Are you afraid to interpret your objectives?
Are you afraid to consider how they end?
Are you afraid to catch interest in a subject
Which everyone else agrees should be left alone instead?
Are you afraid to be severed from connection?
A student with no teacher, an ass without a head?
Are you afraid to be ejected from your circle
And treated as a symbol, like contagious living dead?
You are afraid that they won’t comprehend it
You are afraid of what comes next
Because you know you will not find understanding
In an endless sea of minds all brutalized by common sense

That they won’t comprehend it
Comes next
You will not find understanding
By common sense

You are afraid that they won’t comprehend it
You are afraid of what comes next
Because you know you will not find understanding
In an endless sea of minds all brutalized by common sense