Crucible

We'll engineer it out of you
And take those little gears
That turn
And burn them in the furnace

Yes the crucible is hungry
To melt another meal
To steal
Another sense of wonder and autonomy

Loose lips will sink you curious cats
And you'll be furious that
You didn't listen to us
Maudlin mouths will just keep spouting it out
That you'd be empty throughout
If you get swallowed by the crucible's mouth

We'll extricate the ugly parts
And tie them in a bow
And no
You don't know what you're doing
You're a special kind of reticent
The kind we've gotta break
And crush
To fit you through the filter and the homily

Spying eyes will see despair and despise
So keep your gaze compromised
Set your sights on something simple

Curious ears will summon all of your fears
So sanitize what you hear

Loose
Lips

Sink
Ships

We'll engineer it out of you
And take those little gears
That turn
And burn them in the furnace

Yes, we'll engineer it out of you
And take those little gears
That turn
And burn them in the furnace

Yes, we'll engineer it out of you
And take those little gears
That turn
And burn them in the furnace

Yes, we'll engineer it out of you
And take those little gears
That turn
And burn them in the furnace

Yes, we'll engineer it out of you