Текст песни The Hero's Return (Pt. 2)

Jesus Christ, I might as well be dead I can't see how dangerous It must feel to me Training human cogs for the machine Without some shell-shocked lunatic like me Bombarding their still soft shells With sticks and stones That were lying around In the pile of unspeakable feelings I'd found When I turned back the stone Turned over the stone Of my own disappointment back home