Yeah!

An axis in motion distributing ran into the poverty of my ego

Distortion, screaming, streaming

Sending eurythmic continuity skips no double taps

Split open my chest and cut out my lungs

Sew me back up just the same

A stigmata a mutilation, your blood dies with me I can't help but laugh

I can't help but laugh as I take knife in hand and castrate my fucking self

Would god I could die for thee o absalom my son?