Decrepit buildings on the seaboard of this town

[?] while few are still around

Disfigured [?] with a secret not to tell

Assembled at the black church where they (took) the vow



[?] fills the chapel when the sun goes down

The high priest finally emerges with the two-pronged crown

The preachers advocate faith from long ago

And speaks of [?] the undertow



Late at night when the full moon is shining

Out on the [?] and the [?]

And you can hear perverted words vibrating

The sacred rights have been initiated



The offering is almost dead and bleeding

The air is sharp so they commence with breeding

They copulate with the submerged while seeding

To ensure their god continues feeding



I can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming

I hear the sound of something awful screaming

[?] of centuries of mis-redeeming

Awaken aliens of cosmic being