Clockworks - Meshuggah



Dismantling the clockwork that makes me the cynic

Pallet, wheel and click

The properties of mg indifference

Reverse-engineering what makes it tick

Dissecting the finetuned mechanism

Rack and barrel, spring and pin

Its synchronous characteristics

To kill what makes it spin



Disassemble this machinery

Re-program these eyes, undo this design



Labelled and filed, each part indexed

Broken to pieces then thoroughly burned

Deconstruction of what I am

Buried to make sure he never returns

Taken apart, defused, blueprints turned to ashes

Eradicate the last remains, remnants of the insane



Disintegration, the destruction of me now imperative

To purge myself of this condition, complete this dissolution a necessity



Break this deceitful machine 



A lie, what once I was, obsolete instrument

An outmoded contraption, a malfunctioning device



That callous self now extinguished, that malignant self now disused

That conceited invention to nothing now reduced



Complete disintegration, the destruction of me now imperative 

To purge myself of this condition, complete this dissolution a necessity



Break this deceitful machine