The Day They Dissect Me

The day they dissect me They will see My secret brand And find a remote control Germinating its Toots in my brain I feel the tapeworm growing Alive in my head The agitated inhabitants Of connected devices Are knocking at my skull I take a holiday From reality Beyond the sphere Of my body To pace my heartbeats And makes pleasant dreams The telescreens bruise my ears And erase my eyes Shedding their blessings Upon my mind The perfect digital Video viewing Hammering nails Into my coffin The day they dissect me They will see My secret brand And find a bottle of beer Germinating its Roots in my brain I feel the tapeworm growing Alive in my head The awful creature Gorged with ale Is knocking at my skull I take a holiday From reality Beyond the sphere Of my body To pace my heartbeats And makes pleasant dreams Generous athlete Still giving good fights Beneath the standards Of the bacchanals I drink to the delights Of backsliding Hammering nails Into my coffin I - plug & play My addictions by perfusion I - plug & play Bayonet the wounded And shot on the spot Kill me a thousand times over I can't conceal my wounds Knowing the hollowness of the idol I can't denounce the cult The venom is flowing in my veins Bashing my mind Bayonet the wounded And shot on the spot Kill me a thousand times over I can't conceal my wounds But I die Pistol in hand