Testure (S.F. Mix)

I hope you make sure we're properly dead
Before you start, old rip-beak!
Better to die here than in the whitecoat's tank
It's little enough dignity we've got left

In nervous convulsion crouches infant ape
Trembling in mother's shit
Cage eyes tearless filled with contempt
Clinic mask experiment with life and death

Smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety
Omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door
Revealin' loves primal instinct taken away
The tiny face terrified
Rant and rave smash your head against the cage
Vacuum clicks on high
Conscious of the pain
Pass off as humane
White coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out
Out of greed
Force the point of habit
Eyes burn in a rabbit
Push the pain test button
Spine's cut

Crush the spine genocide
Kitten drags its dead limb
Continuing all suffering
It will come back and win
Shock paralyze turn trauma burns
Out the will to live
The lying message five year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect six