I woke up tired, I woke up down on my knees tonight
My eyes were wet and I felt so dead inside
A grieving fragment of myself, distorted memory
Choking tears as I slam the door again
I swallow rage, I taste its wisdom
Nomadic fears force sanctuary
I drink in truth, I spit out meaning
Ever possessed by the collective psyche
On dread subconsciousness we spin and turn
Inherent images strap us in position
Autarchic instinct commands the a**igned performance
The abduction scene, the sacred horn dance
I am enthroned, I am imprisoned
The mirror speaks to my third face
Regeneration, eternal mindless
The questions wax, the answers wane
Suffer; celebrate
I sing my praises
I curse my name
Suffer; celebrate
The spirit comes to life
Ancestors reanimate
Seduction leading straight from logic to nightmare
Virility misdirects the hunter's primal need
Extractions from a butcher's masterpiece
So split my skin and make me bleed
I woke up tired, I woke up buried by dreams tonight
Compelled to kneel before another faceless beast
An ancient splinter of myself - these are not my memories
Mutated visions, theaccentric reasoning
Suffer; celebrate
I sing my praises
I curse my name
Suffer; celebrate
The spirit comes to life
Ancestors reanimate
My eyes were wet and I felt so dead inside
A grieving fragment of myself, distorted memory
Choking tears as I slam the door again
I swallow rage, I taste its wisdom
Nomadic fears force sanctuary
I drink in truth, I spit out meaning
Ever possessed by the collective psyche
On dread subconsciousness we spin and turn
Inherent images strap us in position
Autarchic instinct commands the a**igned performance
The abduction scene, the sacred horn dance
I am enthroned, I am imprisoned
The mirror speaks to my third face
Regeneration, eternal mindless
The questions wax, the answers wane
Suffer; celebrate
I sing my praises
I curse my name
Suffer; celebrate
The spirit comes to life
Ancestors reanimate
Seduction leading straight from logic to nightmare
Virility misdirects the hunter's primal need
Extractions from a butcher's masterpiece
So split my skin and make me bleed
I woke up tired, I woke up buried by dreams tonight
Compelled to kneel before another faceless beast
An ancient splinter of myself - these are not my memories
Mutated visions, theaccentric reasoning
Suffer; celebrate
I sing my praises
I curse my name
Suffer; celebrate
The spirit comes to life
Ancestors reanimate