A Rare Earth Element
Wet Dentist practically undetectable in the Ether
Wet Dentist in the Ether
Like a rare earth element spit to pieces in an alien environment
Wet Dentist: dead set on reaching machines that ain't been built yet
Like a rare earth element spit to pieces in an alien atmosphere
Ascend the stairs to where all living ends
My attendance in oblivion is a requirement
My out-of-whack elemental particles will reach that supernova
And then the info I left behind will get eaten up by machines
Writer/s: Wet Dentist
