Clockworks Meshuggah

[Verse 1]
Dismantling the clockwork that makes me the cynic
Pallet, wheel, and click
The properties of my indifference
Reverse-engineering what makes it tick
Dissecting the fine-tuned mechanism
Rack and barrel, spring and pin
Its synchronous characteristics
To kill what makes it spin

[Refrain]
Disassemble this machinery
Reprogram these eyes, undo this design

[Verse 2]
Labelled and filed, each part indexed
Broken to pieces, then thoroughly burned
Deconstruction of what I am
Buried to make sure he never returns
Taken apart, defused
Blueprints turned to ashes
Eradicate the last remains
Remnants of the insane

[Chorus]
Disintegration
The destruction of me
Now imperative
To purge myself
Of this condition
Complete this dissolution
A necessity