Rings of Saturn

Face Of The Wormhole
Crackled, callused hands gripping the emaciated frames of all loved ones Neurotoxins turning them opaque Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code Paralysis in the time vortex A mouth emerges from the face of the wormhole Something truly ancient is lurking throughout the deep, as it is moving in silence Crackled, callused hands gripping the emaciated frames of all loved ones Neurotoxins turning them opaque Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code Paralysis in the time vortex These, these are, the afflicted, cursed, and broken souls Ritual blood, reanimate Their, their grief is manifesting so it can be known Such a need to eradicate Loathsome ideology Spread to every newborn child Spread to every newborn child Aus Songtexte Mania