Psychosurgery (Intro)

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[Intro] I'll begin by making an abscission on the amygdala, anterior to the hypothalamus and adjacent to the entorhinal cortex The whirring of a neuro-surgical hacksaw begins Now the amygdala is the brain's epicenter for basic emotions, and therefore has full reign of visceral-- The surgeon's voice fades away, and the vague emerald hue from the overhead light permeated the patient's blurry vision. The surgeon halts as the patient's eyes open What on earth... nurse quickly, sedate th-- The patient grips the surgeon's throat as he leans upwards, the intravenous needle ripping out of his vein [Verse: Daemonum] Had him by his throat Broke his choked stutters with the hacksaw from his left hand Flung myself from the gurney as implement trays flew Strewn about, making a precarious mess and I grabbed the scalpel and drove it through the orderly's chest Frantically looking about to assess Clutched the other and drove him into a medicine cabinet to handle the rest Another flung a fist, I caught it Grabbed the shears and slit his carotid Gripped the last one, and took a syringe to his femoral Stabbing it right through his pocket Bursting out through the doors, shoving a nurse to the floor Sprinting amidst the hospital corridors Catching gaunt gazes from faces stiffer than corners My bloodied scrubs caught on a door knob Could feel the aorta tremor with a low throb Tore it from it's captor and almost stumbled into another gurney The passageways constricted, restricting absurdly A twisted checkerboard under flickering florescents Spiraling into a bleak, disheveld, contorted essence Looking over my shoulder at the disquieting figures behind me Elongated, nightmarish amalgams of surgical tools and raw meat Grimy hooks and butcher auras hung before me as my pace increased Doors were reinforced, encasing the wails of the soon to be deceased Chemicals transmuted into dead air, formaldehyde soaked halls were policed By bio-mechanical, amorphous, multi-limbed horrors peaking around corners Drains collected lurid pools, sonorous reverberations of viscous whispers, as I continued forwards Ducking under bewildering horrors and rounding bends The walls peeled and began to turn to bloodshot eyes And floating above me were patients restrained to beds While metal bone chimes whistled in an echoed disguise Inorganic murmurs from the troubled were all I heard in my mind Nearing the end I saw the exit before me, legs bending to implore me Leapt through the archway to an empyrean ocean of jet blackness Abysmally hapless... but there was a presence with me And before I could even know what-- I woke up