Letra de I, The Surgeon

Courage, I am begging you
Every time you've conjoined hands with your friend, Cowardly
Must be eradicated
I've been mistakenly fabricated
My limb is in need of adjustment to its reach
To those ignoring our plight
We will turn them into fools tonight
[Chorus]
Let us surface and make face
With surrounding skeptical critics
To the know it all
The medic and the swine
Let them point their bony fingers
Deserving we are
Of this alignment of ourselves to the bone
Set aside from the typical
Ostracized and belittled
They're abstaining our will to speak
They've deemed us a unique group of intolerable beggars
But these branches are shading their perspective
Riddled by my own hand
And convinced, that I would be more useful
Without such useless things
[Chorus/Outro]
Let us surface and make face
With surrounding skeptical critics
To the know it all
The medic and the swine
Let them point their bony fingers
Deserving we are
Of this alignment of ourselves, so
Drive the hammer through the bone
This passionate yearn
Settled through a faulty operation