Hear the outcast speak
Primality let loose on
Prime time
Hear the public verdict
Nurturing/neurology
And the definition's thin line
Can rage be a son of mine
Could a modern man like me bear
Such a bad seed

I endured crucifixion
Their stone faces
Then time kept the deathwatch
I am cured

Bless the soul that is carved in ice
Nothing could melt faith away
A remedy for all
Abnormalities on ocean measures
An altar boy volunteer and
His feeble choir
The cracked voices
Toys
Sing of redemption

Their stone faces
Then time kept the deathwatch
I am cured

Say hello to this son of mine
Bred in a world that is promptly predefined
Civilization soon learnt to build cages
Monuments in the colour of
Bleached bones
To the logic
And a burning wedge of insanity
Traced through the cortex
The smell of the mightiest weapon
Laid bare to the naked skies
Evolved in the warmness
Of a breath contained life

I endured crucifixion
Their stone faces
Then time kept the deathwatch
I am cured