From the recording The Instrument-3
Lyrics
Hollowed out silence
Like a soldier and stallion
I never meant
For this
No circuitry torment
Your eyes are letting on now
I'm finally faced
With you
Oh lets settle
The dust
The isoline
Even
A little
Won't cut it
This time
I'm the prey
Born of toxin
The sulfur
In sand
So just take
These strings
Off