The Surgeon Songtext
von Abyssal Frost

The Id evolved
Transcendence in reverse
Equations writ in hunger′s blood
Butcher surgeon
Science refined
Dismembered limbs
I lecture as I work
To victims
Deaf and dead
My genius lost to lifeless eyes
What once was me
Has lived to see The flexibility of sanity
We finally see
Our inner beasts
Once hidden oh so well
Walled up behind
The pointless morals we've absorbed
We draw one perfect breath at birth
Exhale it and become enslaved
Captives of a world we never helped to shape
Some choose
Do we join the sheep?
Accept the creature comforts of submission?


Pressure and Time
Hubris and Pride
To hold the weight
To lend the strength
My burden to bear
Evolved and aware
Thirst for fresh flesh
To feed my despair