What if my... Head were severed. By the gears... of a carbine. And
it landed several feet from my convulsing twitching body. On the
stump of my neck.
It took seven minutes for the blood to
drain. Would I be conscious. Be conscious and able to
see?
Initally, I'd be upset. For fucking up... in such a
tremendous fashion. But I'd get easily distracted I've got a tendency
toward sloth. Be a trooper, keep my chin up. Ponder something
pointless.
Am I my head or my body? Am I my body or my head? I
think I'm more... ..attached to... ..my head
emotionally.
(Instrumental Break)
It's
horrible. The average death. In a hospital room Stuck on a
Frankenstein machine. I hope I die in a freakish way, by an act of sheer
stupidity. Something like....(2x)
Electric shaver in a bathtub. A
lunchbox falling from a scaffold, drops twenty floors... ..and
crushes... ..me like an insect.