Testo Beating Heart Cadavers

We won't sign no papers, we shall leave no trace of our inner
conscience and our higher brain

if there's a need to harvest what we still maintain - pump our
veins with protoplasmic common sense

Did you check our wallet for a donor card?

did you call our siblings, told them what we are -
a near-life experience, a criteria 
spinning lies in a cracked mason jar

And we laugh

years of listening out of reflex

laugh just to break out in tears

and we cry, still we're beating heart cadavers

icy water in our ears