By the Ton - Meshuggah



To you a beast you think you comprehend

Not necessarily made all evil

In the reflective pool of your eyes

I see fear and intrigue co-mingle



You hesitate to deem me all bad

Yet when my face is shown, your eyes avert

New thoughts sprout from that fearfilled soil

Your nerves and intuition back on full alert



You think that you've seen the truth, you think you know

Yet disbelief grinds, the doubt it claws

In you sleepless delirium I devour your thoughts



If you only knew how your way of life sustains me



Like electricity coursing through my soul

Your will to retaliate, your vengeful thoughts announced

I bring you me - conflict and death

And the promise of spilling red by the ton



I just might be there in your final moment

I just might be the last thing your eyes take in