In this body a brutal beating There is something caged beneath Let it down, oh let it down, let it down now The rope I can't even see I made up my mind, to take the ledge Holding onto the wall, at masochisms edge I made up my mind, in perfect time In this body, There is a seeing And its etched upon the wall Make it out, make it out, make it out now For its barely there at all Across the wide, Bleeding and decay And there you find, morbidity lays Made up my mind in perfect time