Skinny Puppy - Dal

Find Words fade above the snow The carved out something stitch The carver's all who wave surrender Through all tempers looking back Skin begins to crack Those ever double jointed lathers Fine Closed off no power the will inside no peace No feeling all disease around security Eyes Devised the cycles find A call that's never caught Beneath the locusts dimed decision Find The vice grips never freed A crease upon one's debt And never paying forward Hate What will we wont be late What will be left today When nothing left to beg the moral Fate What is it left you say Who will be left to play When ugly crippled lies remain Fine Closed off devours the meat inside of me In freeing all afraid of life eternity Eyes Burning of sorrow deep inside no teeth Holding on to the things left to be believed Fear What will we want with fear The time is coming near With nothings left to have or hope for Pain What is there left to say An ancient plan to pay With blood and shit tomorrow Shame We will be learning shame Until we play the game That in the end will bring disorder Race What will be left to say When nothing is the same And all this shit goes under Slipping out the final mask Kiss the mercantile abscess Rusts behind teach fertile blood The fingernails are dirty Face the coming nation loss And go towards the final cost Crippled deaths of lost put all The soul unconvincing Fine Closed off devours the meat inside of me In freeing all afraid of life eternity.