Face down in the pattern
Slimy and ceramic
And I feel the hairlines starting to grow
Empty and fractured
Writhing in place
Someone scrape me off this filthy floor

Who are you
What have you done with me
Who are you
What have you done with me

Tonight I roam aimless
Alleyways and corridors
Searching for the next grand parade
With your limitless
Harming intent
Bolt me down to this killing floor

Who are you
What have you done with me
Who are you
What have you done with me

I need vitamins
I need vitamins
Exoskeletal collapse
Arsenic veins

Who are you
What have you done with me
Who are you
What have you done with me