U locking to see yourself in that,
Artist angels chants U fell in the pit of the lab,
The dog gives a paw, the lab journeys’ walk,
Following orders of command, the lab stays and balks,
Away from its light I hold your head in the skies,
Pacing the telephone as U continue to lie,
Job is tested for what the Lord can relate,
Balance of the eyes in the aisle of the cake.