Uploaded March 2009 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
From the 1993 album
"183.85"
Sludge Metal in the Style of Crowbar
Gravity extends its arthritic fingers
It begins to pull down on my face
What I looked at once as pleasure
Is now a thorn of annoyance
Simple tasks of my past
Are difficult to unfold
Its been years since your embers were felt
Displacement on earth
Gray matter gone
Dendrites have hardened
Since the break
During my life-time, it has been a constant search of understanding
the functional aspects of emotion.
After years of experiencing my disgust, rejection, fear, pity, anger
and disappointment in life. I feel now that I'm in too deep. And I refuse
to submit to this...
This neck has felt the noose
This wrist has seen the blade
But its no glory for me
Ive drug it to the end
Ive run it to the ground
But now I realize
That I am stronger
From the 1993 album
"183.85"
Sludge Metal in the Style of Crowbar
Gravity extends its arthritic fingers
It begins to pull down on my face
What I looked at once as pleasure
Is now a thorn of annoyance
Simple tasks of my past
Are difficult to unfold
Its been years since your embers were felt
Displacement on earth
Gray matter gone
Dendrites have hardened
Since the break
During my life-time, it has been a constant search of understanding
the functional aspects of emotion.
After years of experiencing my disgust, rejection, fear, pity, anger
and disappointment in life. I feel now that I'm in too deep. And I refuse
to submit to this...
This neck has felt the noose
This wrist has seen the blade
But its no glory for me
Ive drug it to the end
Ive run it to the ground
But now I realize
That I am stronger
