Invertebrate Retreat (Subterranean Remix)

One more time, I find myself
Up to my neck, buried in silt
Too many times the world requests
That I relieve them all from distress
Does anybody see my corporeal state?
I've got no reason to save anybody but me

Once again, here I am
I don't give a damn. My strength's all I am
And now that hell is at its worst
I've got no choice left but leaving your dead corpse
No kind of weapon, no kind of plea
Not even substance abuse can bother me (oh no)

Suppose that I did it, imagine my feat
Victory reached, but still evil replete
I would be anything but discrete
My invertebrate retreat

My invertebrate retreat repeats until it's murderous
My raptastic, elastic journey into wordiness
Is ferverous, but I can't bear to say a word of this
Or my surliness will be hurtin' a lack of finesse
I confess, I've been susceptible to duress
I contest, I have long bested the fuckin' rest
But I'm still chest-deep in a test
And in that sense, I've willed myself into cardiac arrest

The fate that's been given me, I abhor
The faith that's long lost now grows in your very core

So consider me a forlorn form of apocalypse
And in defense I'll bury every single metropolis
With anonymous heroics, the world's no longer operant
Bitch, there ain't no stoppin' this like I'm a form of Optimus
Prime, it's time I lit the bomb and started droppin' this
Crash course in taxonomics on your false promises

And now I'm gone and forgotten
Everything inside me pushes me to realize
I never was anything but a slave
To circumstance and bad fortune
It's time to decide
Return to forbearance?
A cycle complete
Your invertebrate retreat