Blue Serge Lyrics - The Process - Skinny Puppy

worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering 

whims condition as night falls 

spills disease mental sores 

mine exploding you fucking liar 

lines form short mans views 

cassandra's curse prophets eyes 

sees the truth they perceive as lies 

this controls my mind 

after supper o much fatter 

how to reconcile this matter 

lies disfigured one on top no distinction soaking sing 

a screaming phrased in ill contempt 

not worth it 

this controls my mind 

so whose resolve cant stop them now 

raving mad so very small 

kisses dust storm wave good-bye 

have no need to scrape so high