Crawling from within your walls into the center of the (street)
Bringing with them nylon bags stuffed to the brim with (infant meat)
In plain sight behind your eyes because the blackened beast must (eat)
Mechanism, sacrifice, acolyte complete

Underneath

Where the five faults converge
When all that's left is urge
Hospital drop off botched procedure
Homeopathic remedy feed the creature

The fountain it flows
The book in the hands of the goat
The shadows, the woes
The Storyteller, as it goes

The medical records are altered (by hand)
More skin for the altar (build)
Underneath
Mechanism, sacrifice, acolyte complete

Begin the harvest
Void of thought
Believe the fairy tales and fucking rot