Bodyhammer BodyhammerBrain burn smoulderSoft head hard shoulderI've eaten dirt from the shakin' shiver boysI hid the hurts and my yellow liver voiceThe night stick beats the prayer and the poiseMy skin flicks at the sound of my voiceAnother pound "put it on the yoke"While a miscarriage of justice is lost on the ropesBodyhammer I'm lost on the ropesBodyhammer I'm lost on the ropesBodyhammer I'm lost on the ropesThis is the eve of agony and ecstasyThis is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odysseyI can do anythingThis is the down of lunacy our legacyThis is the root of vacancy and bigotryBodyhammerBodyhammerBodyhammerBodyhammerI can do anythingI can see everythingI can do anythingI can see everythingBodyhammerBodyhammerBodyhammerBodyhammerGive me the skinGive me the troubleGive me the skullGive me the bottleI can do anythingI can see everythingI can feel anythingSee there before the strutting state again revealedThe oldest hate justifies and sanctifies its single aim to kill and maimThis is the eve of agony and ecstasyThis is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odysseyThis is the down of lunacy our legacyThis is the root of vacancy and bigotryBodyhammerBodyhammerBodyhammerI can't think I can't feelI can't see what the fuck is realThere's something burning in my skullThere's something burning on my skinThere's something burning in my skullThere's something burning on my skinThis is the prime of punishmentThis is the time of pestilenceThis is the ink inside my headThe crumb of crime from which I'm fedThere's something burning in my skullThere's something burning on my skinThis is the prime of punishmentThis is the time of pestilenceThis is the ink inside my headThe crumb of crime from which I'm fedThere's something burning in my skullThere's something burning on my skinThere's something burning in my skullThere's something burning on my skin