What if my...
Head were severed.
By the gears...
Of a carbine.
And it landed several feet
From my convulsing twitching body.
On the stump
Of my neck.

It took seven minutes
For the blood to drain.
Would i be conscious.
Be conscious
And able to see?

Initally,
I'd be upset.
For fucking up...
In such a tremendous fashion.
But i'd get easily distracted
I've got a tendency toward sloth.
Be a trooper, keep my chin up.
Ponder something pointless.

Am i my head or my body?
Am i my body or my head?
I think i'm more...
..attached to...
..my head emotionally.

(instrumental break)

It's horrible.
The average death.
In a hospital room
Stuck on a frankenstein machine.
I hope i die in a freakish way,
By an act of sheer stupidity.
Something like....(2x)

Electric shaver in a bathtub.
A lunchbox falling from a scaffold,
Drops twenty floors...
..and crushes...
..me like an insect.

(instrumental climax)