Scrapyard Lyrics - Last Rights - Skinny Puppy

I'm a skate- I'm a skate-? 

One must believe in 

Alter their image 

Turn against ripping poles 

In a tatter you shivered cold 

No longer feeling 

this is my s- 

Accosted raising funds 

from the son of time 

Crawls to the corner 

I want face and mind 

Up at you leaks from the head 

One thing I look 

Nothing sheets plug (???) Dread 

Leave it alone 

Words 

Best left unsaid 

Misused 

There's tension 

to destroy 

Die infernal demon 

Presenting 

Nervous nails 

(never deliver them?) 

(raising matters?) 

(why don't we?) 

(don't let it?) 

Torture myself 

[whispered: tortures himself] 

Please believe 

Dirty daylight 

Expression reveals 

Best left unsaid 

Cold and indifferent 

Otherwise 

Adjust the attitude 

That the compass 

Can confuse 

Wherever shackle 

Looks for refuge 

Wherever falls the stone 

Best left unsaid 

this is (going by?) Oh, we all had to be addicted to one thing or another