Withering Surface Force The Pace

You're stripped, vulgar – your pulse points none
Useless talent – deprecate us from your talent
Take your broken pride, exhaust your basic quote
You lying thief, you're stripped to the bone
Morality by all means, a favour to us all
So heal, and show us how
Out of shape, out of mind and out of time
Morality by all means, a favour to us all
Go reach your purity
Take off all your clothes.