| Packice |
|---|
| Bury me in the packice |
| And please don’t dig me out |
| Until science has devised a way |
| To heal my many wounds |
| My aching bones |
| My stupid head |
| My broken heart |
| My ruined soul |
| Lay me down beneath the permafrost |
| And then go away |
| Until industry perfects the means |
| To make me whole again |
| Then fill the void within me |
| Close these dreadful holes |
| Bury me in the packice |
