Open Face Surgery

作词: Cryptopsy

I've learned to control my thoughts ever since

I recognized the first eavesdropper: those who listen in on my thoughts, my logic, my sanity

I cannot let them know

I don't know the verses, or converse in my head: lash out at future foes, banter with friends

I've not yet met

The psychoaggressive minions of your lord mock with laugher

I can't hear, with hidden scowls they admonish me

Nothing's sacred,

Nothing's safe: your filthy god is omnipresent, this undying nonentity that haunts my every waking dream

They watch me, his mortal flock, they know me now by sight alone: my thoughts are too well concealed...

Yet I sense more scrutiny

Fleeting lucidity's too loud for me, let me be my silent self: our existences irreconciled

Make them stop!

I'm rotting fast...

The answer, painful though it may be, is change

Alter my outer shell...

The listener's may not, then, know it's me

Open Face

Surgery: short of pain and long on masquerade

Ounce by ounce, lose a little weight nip here, tuck there...

So who needs eyelids?