Strap me down to cut me up.
Make life new. I smell the blood.
I can't fight. I can't scream.
Make me hang on your f-cking strings.

Sew my mouth shut and seal my eyes.
Leave my ears to hear your lies.
Make my ribs grow through my chest.
Destroy everything below my spine.

I must break your strings
to tear the paper walls away.
Behind the stitched eyes staring
as Lace Labor leads the way.

Teach me pain and butchery.
Made me your slave for all I see.
I can't run. I can't hide.
This labor will take my life.

Stretching veins and burning skin.
Left to the cold to do me in.
What have you made me? What have you done?
Someone save me. Look what have I become.

Feed me pain, the way of life.
Spill my blood to save your mind.
Painting life like a symphony.
Torment on the misery canvas.

I must break your strings ( I am not alone,)
to tear the paper walls away. (just a shadow of my soul.)
Behind the stitched eyes staring (No use in weeping for me.)
as Lace Labor leads the way.