Burnt Offerings

Have you seen the eyes of a man
Destroyed
Lighting his cigarette
With a shaking hand
No memories pain him
No hope sustains him
For he was dead and has
Risen again
A brainless Lazarus
From a high voltage grave
Who once was asked for food
And was given largactil
Who had once known colours
And now sees only grey
Who had once asked why
And was told only 'no'
Who had screamed 'where is life?'
And was given electrodes
By sensible people
Just doing their job
By sensitive commandants
In legalised Belsens
Who exert their sanity
With gentle lobotomies
And inject poisoned logic
In lethal quantities
Enforcing their sickness
With physical brutality
To make people conform
To their code of normality
And they kill to confirm
Their desperate reality
A glossed over genocide
Called mental stability
Which is no less than murder
And a means of control
If they can't kill your body
Then they'll slaughter your soul
Once labelled insane
They could do what they like with you
And test all their mind fucking
Wonder drug miracles
And the drug mongers prosper
Well, 'business is business'
And their capital's corpses
Who have been rendered brainless
It's no less
It's no less
It's no less - than murder
And now he is docile
And now he can manage
And now he is normal
And now he is docile
And now he can manage
Physically, emotionally
Permanently damaged
And now he is normal
And now he is servile
Living his broken down
Walking death life
They left him a shell
And stole his vision
And created a respectable
Disposable citizen
His soul mutilated
His passions manipulated
Forsaken, forgotten
And left to rot
For when daybreak comes
I shall relieve this pain
By throwing my physical body against the wall
Against the wall
Against the wall