Fractured 

but growing immensly 

becoming 

more than a man 

ripping apart the core - the soil 

manufacturing manslaughter 



In the chambers of Your beliefs 

Your children starve 

there in the chambers of Your beliefs 

Your god cries out 



Do You as the insect You are 

feel any regret 

can You feel the neon worm 

eat through Your body 



And god shall start to weep 

in the chambers of the serpent 

while serpents hiss 

in the halls of the million dead