I see them all lined up  Like broken children at the wall  Their skin is hanging off in sheets  Each face is painted like a clown  Their blood is shining in the sun  Their wounds are powdered with white salt  Their lips are making silent words  I see my name as it spills out  I see them walking on their knees  Lead in a chain by laughing girls  I see them sucking on the dirt  As if inhaling the whole world  And one by one their throats are cut  And each one sings his choking song  And each one sings his lullaby  And each one falls and then he's gone  And I feel good  Yeah I feel fine  Yeah life good  And I've been waiting far too long  I see their bodies in the pyre  Leaking black smoke into the flames  And all the people stand around  Shaping lips into my name  And soon the sun begins to sink  Behind the wall of dirty air  I see their bones there in the pile  And taste the smell of burning hair  And all the children howl for milk  The rain spits down a million knives  I see you running through the field  I see you running for your useless life  I feel you choking on your tongue  I feel your breath attack your chest  The dogs are ripping at your feet  I see you bleeding out your happines  And I feel good  Yeah I feel fine  Yeah I feel good  I finally got back what was always, righffully, mine.