From the album Psycho Surgery
(Metal Blade/Intense Records, 1991)
The high pitched screams of Guy Ritter’s vocals is replaced with a more guttural rock attack while the rest of the band combines the best of classical speed metal with the thrash metal of the day. Fast, intricate and precise. Here the band also infuses more of classical music into it’s ferocious attack, including the intro which sounds like an orachestra warming up.
But it is the lyrical content that has always set the band apart. The constant theme of medical terminology relating to spiritual truths reaches a climax on this album as drummer Ted Kirkpatrick's history in the medical field comes in handy. A Phsychosurgery (one word is proper and is used on the later re-release of the album) is related to the failed history of frontal lobotomies in the medical world and the band relates those failures to the human condition.
The band could take very universal and simple topics and make them sound totally different using intense and technical terminology. Almost a reverse of most writers whose goal it is to simplify the complex. Songs range from abuse (Dysfunctional Domicile) to the world and church’s response to the handicapped (Broken Chromosomes).
Though a Frontline Records band, this album was also distributed by Metal Blade records and the mainstream market took notice. Utterly original and musically intricate and captivating the band maintained a level of quality few others ever reached." (source: CCM's 500 Best Albums)
The album and the song both received Dove Awards for Metal Album of the Year and Metal Recorded Song of the Year, respectively. Here is the original album version of the song (scroll down for lyrics):
LYRICS
Cranial vault the mind's map paved by heart and soul's aim
Transfer of DNA forms the cerebral mainframe
Just like a computer garbage in - garbage out
Subdural detour shuns the embrace of logic and reason
Shrouded in doubt
Divine mental biopsy reveals you need psycho surgery
The renewing of your mind by cosmic mirror
Spiritual angiography illustrates the mind's sorry state
Barnacle ridden psyche man's own demise to demonstrate
Burrowing mole exposes the dry rot within
Abundance of wormwood, euphorism for sin
Divine mental biopsy reveals you need psycho surgery
By His Spirit the symptoms are starting to clear
Blind cavefish, inbred victim of ocular atrophy
Inky blackness everywhere, there's no reason to see
Wait is someone there? I can feel the heat
Limbs wax useless, help me, can't rise to my feet
Divine mental biopsy reveals you need psycho surgery
A shred of truth is illuminated by miner's light
Divine mental biopsy reveals you need psycho surgery
From the first touch a faint pulse begins to appear
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