The Process Lyrics

Braced against the grip of choices

Memories of the gentle ways

Stained by a thousand voices

Yearning for a shaft of light

Catergorized

And labeled an affliction

Delivered naked into this world
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Dehumanized

And cast down

From the savage grip of the process

This is not some kind of holy vision

Holding back a great dogmatic tide

Rinsed clean of servile derision

Gaining passage to the other side