Dip me in cheap metal
I'll weigh down my lungs for you
Oxygen feeds the rust
Platinum will never ever do
Paint my insides red and black
Acrid smells twist and react
Submerge my head in lead paint
Inside my mind has been replaced
I will become the overgrowth
I sought to lay to rest
Lead, asbestos have nothing on this mess
What do you hate? I'll be that for you
What do you love? I'll be that for you
What do you hate? I'll become that for you
What do you love? I'll become that for you
Reprogram me over and over
Nothing short of perfect
Could ever do
Lungs turn blue eyes coal black
Persistent corruption
Attack
What do you love ?
Voice stricken, sickly clang, knees collapse
I clamor for your love sickly, destitute, to Death