Start the needle up again as I crawl to the chair

Anticipate the pain

Feel the charge in the air, sick fascination

Can't wash away this alteration



Beneath the machine

Constant noise inside my head

Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink

Beneath the machine again



Sometimes a picture to make heads turn

Sometimes a badge of honor earned 

Always a reminder of pain endured

Never a way to say these words



Beneath the machine

Constant noise inside my head

Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink

Beneath the machine again



Just remember

It's all for time 

By skin be judged, with my skin define



Beneath the machine

Constant noise inside my head

Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink

Beneath the machine again