No ballpoint pen No type set in The ultrasonic tapping machine Takes control Takes control Issues its command Clicking and clattering Into the black Indian ink of night Hieroglyphic ancient scrawl It is written on the walls Of history Prick, prick, prick, ahh Prick ahh Prick ahh Dot to dot I'm bleeding for you Bleeding for you My blood is blue Penetration too Painless steel free Surgically screened The needle machine The needle machine The needle machine The pain Feel the pain Feel the pain Machine control The needle machine I feel I feel Prick, prick, prick my skin Transfer inscribe Images of sweet roses red Blood drips Blood drips The tattooed hole in my skin Drains the blood, my life blood Prick ahh Prick ahh Prick ahh Prick ahh