Past this point I don’t want to know
What is the developer’s story about who will grow
And how much is the cyber-sex with me in my room
When the witches are in role playing games
Away from their broom.

Get some space in life and let me have my things
So I can balance the happiness that decent things bring
Like a car, a house, some checks and a bit of Jazz
In the End of Days nothingness will be all that I ever had.