Eat the Prize

I'm afraid you will soon encounter
 A seemingly attractable issue
 In the practice of cultured taxonomy
 And the boundary's impossible action
 Just so you know
 Where you stand
 Serious screaming, and he's self-referential
 Body knows it'll finally break him all down
 And I know the possibility as much as I'm scared of it to say
 The whole foundation is flawed
 And leading to mistakes
 Of a calloused, inscrutable nature
 Forget the prize
 Cause you haven't seen
 You haven't seen the prize
 Sit down
 I will tell you how
 To live through this one
 It's very simple, really
 With great precision
 And a rapidly dissipating sense of anticipation
 Slow
 Listen to what I'm saying
 Repeat it
 If you had destroyed it
 It would no longer be
 An animal
 If you had approached nearer to it
 It would have further receded
 From you indefinitely
 If you hadn't faked it
 It would have
 Disappeared