Dissolve- The natural order in the motions of the thurible and fog Seeping through their skulls The gas collecting in the pews into pustulent tumors Rise, with the harvesting of innocent lives Rise, as the masses contort and write Skin splits over festering wounds On the hands of the crooked-spined Assembly of fog corrodes order in the anomalous path of the pendulum The gas collecting in the pews into pustulent tumors They rot from their entrails and out of their mouths To propagate the masses To stain fog with blood The pendulum swings out of sync- When worshiping the warped The sanctuary rots into the ground Foundations of oak corrode from inside out Dissolve The natural order in the motions of the thurible and fog Seeping through their skulls They rot from their entrails and out of their mouths To propagate the masses To stain fog with blood