The Steaming Pot

Where's your god and where's your time
Must be nothing but the crime
Against the world inside yourself.
Fall into darkness brightness abyss
Something's wrong inside your head
Not bad, not bad.
Ch: 
Pay the raven with your flash
Shy sun will smile and grass will shine its teeth
Feed worms and get ahead 
Drown into darkness soul won't disappear.
(Here, right here..)
Not too fast and not too slow
Without any kind of hope
Polluting air and disobeing any lawless sound 
Doubts, silly people lines of trifle lights sophisticated 
Details are written.
Stop!
Pay the taxes feed your kids
Stay out of gambling with your health
Do physics sometimes drink a sip
And die with honor rest in peace my dear
Is it clear?