Texty: Die So Fluid. Spawn Of Dysfunction. Tripitaka.

We sell souls back to the reject
sons of lab rats, kiss their defects
Exalt their imperfection
There'll be no assimilation
Systematic cold persuasion
Psycho manipulation
We will take you
We will tame you
Sterilise you
Re-constrain you

Questions rise and come too fast
I need to feel your arms at last
To stop the future rusing by,
The promises we've been denied

Truth dilued by dominions
Only we hear your opinions
One in six hundred million
We will keep you from detection
From rescruitment for correction
It's for your own protection
We will take you
We will tame you
Sterilise you
Re-constrain you

Don't show me the future
then take it away, take it away
Don't offer me hope
The replace it with pain, replace it with pain
Your quest for perfection is raping my brain
Raping brain
They did it to you so you do it again, do it again

(Thanks to Sonia for these lyrics)