New Millenium Cyanide Christ Meshuggah Lyrics: I'm a carnal, organic anagram. Human flesh instead of written letters. I rearrange my pathetic tissue. I incise. I replace. I'm reformed. I eradicate the fake pre-present me. Elevate me to a higher human form. The characters I am, made into a word complete, then I'll be the new norm. Self inflicted fractures. I replace my bones with bars; Aluminum bleeding oxide; the drug of gods into my pounding veins (A human puzzle for all to scorn. No face. No back. Directionless. My scarred edition I'll display; the organic word for nothingness) My receiving eyes exchanged with fuses; blindness induced to prevent destruction. Ceramic blades implanted past my ribs to save me from the dues of inhalation. I tear my worldly useless skin. Staples to pin it over my ears. Non-receptive of ungodly sounds - I disable the audio-generators of fear. Hexagonal bolts to fill my mouth, sharpened...