Prisoner 103 - Geezer Butler, Geezer

Prisoner 103

Awakened by the onslaught

Of patient and low electrical hum

Sounds that are based

On just a little bit of poetry that sits on a low voice

Prisoner 103

Is taken on a journey

A basic regression of practical thought

And stolen his taste and the memory of all the things that make

The most sense

What do you want

What do you need

How do you feel when you’re dying

What do you want

What do you need

How does it feel to be stolen

(Open your mind)

Blaming it all on me

I’m making all the inner talk

Of insane mechanical satanical fun

Sounds that are laced

Through a portal of immortal light and energy

That’s right, the undead

Blaming it all on me

Your sanctioned to a faction

That takes up and makes up

Eternal wisdom

Life that is based

On a spec of a rejected vision

It’s what it all means

Take it out on me

And I will break your head in two

Take it out on me

I will slowly control you

And then I’ll own you

Take it out on me

And I will break your head in two

Prisoner 103

Awakened by the onslaught

Of patient and low electrical hum

Sounds that are based

On just a little bit of poetry that sits on a low voice

Prisoner 103

Is taken on a journey

A basic regression of practical thought

And stolen his taste and the memory of all the things that make

The most sense