My soul... my soul... my soul... My immortal soul, has filed away Deserted my form, like morning mist Oozing tranformation, my body changed Translucent fluid wombs me Its metamorphosis... Gone beyond flesh gone beyond stone Through I've changed I am still alone My flesh liquidised... Shattering my bones, as I evolue Stopped my urge to tear free – embryo rage ! Violent return to the womb Its metamorphosis... My immortal soul, has fled away Deserted my form, like morning mist Oozing transformation, my body changed Translucent fluid wombs me Its metamorphosis... As I arched my back my mouth opens All across my tongue a viscous ooze Heats down my chin slowly prisoner I cannot put a name to this... metamorphosis ! « The second stretch to minutes: minutes to weeks til months pass »