Greed that's lecherous Plateauing surface Vast and featureless Burst this abscess, no due process Oh, abyssal Oh, abyssal Oh, abyssal An abyssal plane Hopeless, vain exchange Fallen out of range Callused from disdain An abyssal dawn Lowest eschelon No one to lean on Relic of bygones An abyssal stage Always disengaged Useless coprophage You don't own my rage An abyssal plane Whispering campaign Nothing left to gain Eminent domain Is this the price we pay For lives of potpourri? Is this the way it goes? Is this what has to be?