How Dare I Be So Beautiful? Lyrics

          Wandering through the chaos the battle has left,
          We climb up a mountain of human flesh,
          To a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life.
          A young figure sits still by a pool,
          He's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool.
          (He is you)
          Social Security took care of this lad.
          We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower.

          A flower?