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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

Thе fountain it flows

The book in the hands of the goat

Thе 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