"White coats swarm about the patient. [bad word] to see inside his head.
White coats say he's incoherent and tell him that he's sick. Straps and
restraints don't hold back the horrible visions, and the [bad word] in the syringe
only causes them to melt into a vile blob. They don't understand his
monosyllabic utterances, yet the patient babbles on in his foreign
tongue... lobotomy." 

Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, [bad word] infest the wall 

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
 [bad word] on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all 

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad 

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Hatred turned to apathy, led down this black abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from [bad word]  this world I shall not miss 

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad 

Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgement passed, my only thought to cry