Torture

My motivations unresolved Things are just never what they seem, uh huh Apathy's currencies deceit Pitch-bended radiated dreams The jackal's wishing well forgotten Dark cloud sunrise The view of someone somewhere else is Burnt in my eyes How long - dug-up remains How low - the rotting fame How low - to see right through How long - the hole I knew How low - the clear-eyed stain How long - to set aflame How low - to be set up How long - and taken out The anti-like karma from the crack in a handful Painting on a mural in a foreign landfill Mind controlled by the pulley of the strings So remote the view from the puppetry swing set My reservations have evolved Scenes once negated ushered in, uh huh Mercy killings one-to-one defend Visionary criminals descend On knees all burning A time of lifeless useless thought What a paid ride Alchemic jail-cell vivisection Test-subject day job How long - to pacify How low - you still deny How low - from up above How low - the tripping sound How long - to kick back down How long - the creeping crown How low - the holy cheat How long - the leap of faith These revelations undermined Controlled belief in leads mankind, uh huh Each penny sold and mesmerized We're stoned Two-fold reversal beckoning The binding crayon words inverted In Justice travestia How long - dug-up remains How low - the rotting fame How low - to see right through How long - the hole I knew How low - the clear-eyed stain How long - to set aflame How low - to be set up How long - and taken out We worship acid moans and curbside holidays Recycle shit we throw away in glossy packaged craze Maybe in a day or so I'll stumble on that grassy knoll To set the record straight Announcing to myself: Wake up Wake up Wake up We kill everything that's not tied down We euthanize but keep alive the lowest form of prison life So useful and experimental Treatment of the sick and dying What about the torture? What about the torture? What about the torture? What about the torture?