My body is a broken down machine
Obselete and inconsequential
I state categorically for the record
Maybe a little difficult to understand
I withdrew from my membership
I refuse to account for the incidents that are put before me
All these misdemeanors to trival to pursue
Ego's are battered and bruised
The space between time is gone
I've nothing left to lose
I've nothing left to lose
So pray for me
I've gone down a road to long
There's no point in coming back
Compelling mysteries of ages
The trial of Jesuits and folly
I hurry now to arrive
I've broken the first rule of being
Most of the windows are occupied
All the streets are closed off
The only thing that remains is an idea of fire and fury
So little attention was paid to where we were actually going
Grind out our mutilated melodies
Like gramophones that have seen better days
Penetrate further with no time to spare
Bearing names and arms some of them familiar
Some of them still so very strange
So pray for me
I've nothing left to lose