they put all your quirks in a box
they put your quirx in a box and chains
threw it into the black sea
dumped it off the back of a fishing trawler
to sink in the brine of the cold black sea

you gutted your own imagination
you hunted, killed, and gutted your speculation
those entrails you tossed over the side
grew themselves another body
the lost imaginations of youth
roamed the cosmos, became human
they'll hunt you down and kill you man