Текст песни: Cephalic Carnage. Hybrid.

Illicit solariums of my nativity
A lachrymal tale of how I came to be
Starting when aromatic genus
of the Marijuana were spliced
with the genes of mice
and soon failed, but continued to splice
until finally succeeding
in bio-cultivating deeds
Creating new life forms
origin of man and seed
But not like you,
the mice knew everything intellectually,
Specifically they had hate
for human beings
for years of experiments
and infecting them with disease...
Hybrids
Dagga, a plant of peace and love
I'm torn between who I am
When you create internally,
all you need is love
it becomes an emotional body
inner animus
But when you create externally,
you don't need no love
All you need is the calculating mind
Thus producing a being
with only a left brain
with no compassion or sense...