Start the needle up again as I crawl to the chair  Anticipate the pain  Feel the charge in the air, sick fascination  Can't wash away this alteration    Beneath the machine  Constant noise inside my head  Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink  Beneath the machine again    Sometimes a picture to make heads turn  Sometimes a badge of honor earned   Always a reminder of pain endured  Never a way to say these words    Beneath the machine  Constant noise inside my head  Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink  Beneath the machine again    Just remember  It's all for time   By skin be judged, with my skin define    Beneath the machine  Constant noise inside my head  Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink  Beneath the machine again