Centipede - Abhinanda

Scorpion, give me your sting

Yeah do your little thing

I’ve been up and down and down and out

But you’re not gonna win

Spider, with your web

Catch yourself instead

It went up in smoke, fell down and broke

Kiss the sky until you die

Wolf, your pupils are black holes

Your heart’s pierced with a silver-pole

It’s all built up just to be torn down

Time swallows children whole

Grasshopper, hop your way

You can fly so high today

You can jump up and not come down

If it’s not too late