Clockworks Songtext
von Meshuggah

Dismantling the clockwork
That makes me the cynic
Pallet, wheel and click
The properties of my indifference
Reverse-engineering what makes it tick
Dissecting the finetuned mechanism
Rack and barrel, spring and pin
Its synchronous characteristics
To kill what makes it spin

Disassemble this machinery
Re-program these eyes, undo this design
Labelled and filed, each part indexed
Broken to pieces then thoroughly burned
Deconstruction of what I am
Buried to make sure he never returns
Taken apart, defused, blueprints turned to ashes
Eradicate the last remains, remnants of the insane


Disintegration
The destruction of me
Now imperative
To purge myself of this condition
Complete this dissolution a necessity

Break
Break
Break this deceitful machine

A lie, what once I was
Obsolete instrument
An outmoded contraption
A malfunctioning device

That callous self now extinguished
That malignant self now disused
That conceited invention
To nothing now reduced

Complete disintegration
The destruction of me
Now imperative
To purge myself of this condition
Complete this dissolution a necessity

Break
Break
Break this deceitful machine