Gouge & Uproot - Hail the Sun

Remove this thing from my chest

Controlling cerebral cortex

All the major obstructions from then to now generate a hex

Still my lust for pain’s genetic

So I need to treat the cause of internal bleeding

Of hope that’s misleading, my rational complex

Replace and take what you need from every part of me

Mix and match what you will, if I fight, hold me still

Take the piece of me that operates the piece I see

In my self, in my self

If this procedure can’t reroute my twisted thinking

I will chase the torture that I secretly need