Tension breeds and formulates in vain Strange that my tranquility is mistaken for decay Mutilate my knowledge into hate My life is no more valid than the product of the rape And I am raped I'm the serpent, I'm the swine I will suffer life as though it's mine Intensify frustration into rage The lie that brought existence, it continues through my days Mediate the blood that drives the veins Strip away the tissue that would make me whole again Strip off the volition of a populace enslaved Vision blurs the textures of despise The punishment of blasphemy tears sockets through the eyes Mutilated fiction bears the cross Generations of this hell yet no majority is lost Mediate the blood that drives the veins Strip away the tissue that would make me whole again Strip off the volition of a populace enslaved Tension breeds and formulates in vein Strange that my whole intellect is mistaken for a faith Mutilate my knowledge into hate My life remains as flawless as the product of the rape Mediate the blood that drives the veins Strip away the tissue that would make me whole again Strip off the volition of a populace enslaved