Waterboarding at Guantánamo Bay

Look at what we have made, is it destiny to live forever Look at what has been said among the lepers and the mad Deconstructing your masterpieces built of oil on iron canvas Look at mirrors and see, and filter through the noise Lord have mercy on me, I’m fucking overjoyed Life in shadow and doubt, your signal shining through the darkness Giving sickness a name; the abyss staring back In the foundry, we pour ourselves and neighbors into casing shells When we break through the mold, what shape do we sustain As the engines unfold, what’s left to erase I’m tired of the lies we live in, of the words we fight The bodies that drive the engine, all the things we hide They can build a machine adapting with the system pressure Basic access controls, procedure to a T All your trespasses will be forgiven, you will not be Recreating God in the image of a man I’m coming back from the dead, catch me if you can Can you shatter the earth, its virophage beyond containment Nervous system decay, scrub down the theatre to operate Something’s different here, time is out, end the game I’m tired of the lies we live in, of the words we fight The bodies that drive the engine, all the things we hide I’m tired of the suffocation, isolating light The chemicals, fire, and fission, and the scars we write Well it’ll all be gone when the old Gods come back home It’ll pour down acid above, rivers running with the blood of the young You’re gonna hear the black sound make your eyes rot out You know you’re gonna die all alone I’m tired of the lies we live in, of the words we fight The chemicals, fire, and fission, and the scars we write