Letra da Música: Past Present - Skinny Puppy

is this pure reality could we be led to believe
lemmings up against a sea drowning in speculation
even told when waters older more polluted never
drink the murky media to plumb the depth of time

what of human frailty visualize with clarity
past the sanitation to the childish flesh and bone
bleaching sticks and stoner ribs pukes up gallows laughter
stage the mighty media blessing this sanitation

what is this supposed to hold
freedoms crush disparaged souls
despot dug in yellowcake and failed to certify
it crippled son to pass it on a hatred fed on hatred born
deify defensive form as if to never see that

what is real canned I feel less important than today
anyway is it worth the slaughter?
Sit and feel absolutely zero suffering
a condition worth denying

pasted carcass killing fields
body parts off dolls that bleed
who was once committed for pulling wings off flying things
feeling bold to knot put over twisted ever after
hissing faded left alone to replicate the lie

what is real
asks the dream
some dim shift a rift within
funniest
seems a distant the damp ring
fitting end
destitution ego death within
a condition dear dementia