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