New Millennium Cyanide Christ (Live in Montreal) - Meshuggah

I'm a carnal organic anagram

Human flesh instead of written letters

I rearrange my pathetic tissue

I incise I replace I'm reformed

I eradicate the fake pre-present me

Elevate me to a higher human form

The characters I am made into a word complete

Then I'll be the new norm

Self inflicted fractures;

I replace my bones with bars

Aluminum bleeding oxide;

The ** of gods into my pounding veins

My receiving eyes exchanged with fuses;

Blindness induced to prevent destruction

Ceramic blades implanted past my ribs to

Save me from the dues of inhalation

I tear my worldly useless skin

Staples to pin it over my ears

Non-receptive of ungodly sounds

I disable the audio-generators of fear

Hexagonal bolts to fill my mouth

Sharpened to deplete the creator of all violence;

Without speech there will be no deceit

Baptized in vitriolic acid a final touch

A smoothing of features

Completion of the greatest art;

To cast the godly creatures

Humans once astray; made divine

Stripped of congenital flaws

We're incandescent revelations in a world of darkened forms

Disciples Come join with me to save a failed humanity

Follow the god of cyanide into the new eternity

Behold A sacrificial race a cleansing worshipping of pain

The new millenium christ here to redeem all from lies