Plasicage Lyrics - Weapon - Skinny Puppy

for reasons untold born a body mass no excuse for 

intolerable kick set in glass grasp a moment shattered 

a lock on the door scraping demon trapped resides 

starving for freedom all my strength to keep inside 

tear it down 

if I could move heaven or hell I would 

to summon heads rush all perception void and meaningless 

anti fathoms life in spite of it negate all feeling fractured 

mocked deplore naming reverse remote viewing 

empathic lesion surrounding the guilt cannot deny 

tear it down a process to describe 

whatever truth means nothing 

when adding no results times a shallow digging through 

the mud thrown out so expectable intentions not up front 

and the shit that never faced reflects the sliver 

looped a flaw rotates forever unresolved 

tear it down