A skeleton made of houses

Something out of the nothingness

Will be born

Asleep for a thousand years

Taking form

Stone by stone

Stone by stone



Something is starting to breathe

Something is coming alive

What which should never be

Spawned by the demon seed

Don't let the fetus survive



Spine that is twisted

Winded and withering

A mouth full of war

Contorted and gibbering

Fist full of promises

Cracking and splintering



Her Claws will be made of missiles

Machine guns and aeroplanes

Blood stains and honest faces

Stone by stone



Veins will be made of highways

Telephone wires

Entangle the mire below

Stone by stone



Something is starting to feed

Something beginning to thrive

Don't set the demon free

Don't let it ever be

Don't let it eat us alive



Bullets and war faces

Twisting and tattering

Towers are shaking

Unmaking and shattering

Gears of the gold machine

Quaking and clattering



Feeding on hate

Feeding on innocence

Feeding on weakness

Feeding on violence

Feeding on hope

Feeding on need

Feeding on charity

Feeding on greed

Feeding on lies

Feeding on tears

Feeding on bad intent

Feeding on fear

Feeding on you

Feeding on me

Feeding on everyone

Feeding on everything



The grand tribulation

Elation of misery

The devils gestation

We tend through the centuries

A surrogate sanctum

In spiraling entropy