Humiliative - Meshuggah

I'm the concrete leper

Sickness repulsion embodied

Hear the sermon escaping my vermin mouth

You might even stay with me in the dirt

I'm soaked

In putrid sewage risen from empty words

To you a legion of nausea

I'm sins

I'm crown of thorns

I've

Seen the

Blood of generations

The ravenous mouth called

System

We're all shaped

By vulgar hands

The grip of hate and lies

The sustenance to our bellicose ways

An ignorance almost justified as the gap of humanity

Fraction grows

The skull of life

Lobotomized

Hear me

I'm ignominy

There's no renaissance in bleeding

No

I've flown a million minds

Black in despair

The liquids of uncertainty spit into their eyes

Our flesh embedded in

Counters of iniquity

It seems like we are all just merchandise

Not civilized

No words

We adapt in our silence

Paralyzed to changes erasing the last denial

Lines

Attitudes

Crucified

Still we're going on

Crawling toward submissive suicide