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