Could be an anti-slavery anthem. Maybe something written for those fun folks at the leather clubs. Imagine the difference between someone screaming in your face that he's going to kill you, and the same person suddenly going quiet, nodding to himself, and disappearing back into the shadows. Not that Fixed is literally quiet. With its single-word lyric, however, H.I.S. has withdrawn its author's attempts to communicat e on normal levels.
All true art strives to express the inexpressible.
Because we're a visually oriented species, often the visual arts are the most success ful. However, the mind tends to immediately attempt to verbalize what a painting, sculpture, or scene evokes in the heart. It's the closest t hing we have to an universal abstract language. Because of this it can, at the same time, bring the artist and audience into the most intimate contact, and a lso serve to distance the artist from those he's trying to communicate with. A man and a woman, in dim, almost entirely obscured voices, seem to be idly discussing what they're doing to him.