Compos Mentis White Cut Red Blood
Welcome to this splendid gathering
Today you will witness a perfection of scientific charity
With an ice pick staring up at us
Let's cut out each and every irregularity
And make this wretch an ordinary human being again
We will make you a free man
Devoid of demons, devoid of debauchery
You will be grateful for the internal bliss
When we retrieve you from your mental abyss
We will make you a Freeman
If you submit to lobotomy
A white cut, the red blood
Every complaint removed when you feel a little sting
But despite our magnificent and pioneering discoveries
You repent the accolade that was once given to us
Oh, the triviality of a few lost ones
Compared to the imposing magnitude of the beloved incision
Psycho surgery silencing the self
What bizarre megalomania made it come to this?
Was it powerlessness, apprehension, unspoken eugenics?
Or just a specific northern craving
For medically enhanced normality?
Now you hound us with your abominable reproach
And I foresee that this trajectory will be our nemesis
Whirling through paranoiac tunnels
As our achievements creep up on us