They have no eyes But They can read inside your flesh Your fears Your secrets Your lies All the human emotions Are bent to their power
Repugnant walking abominations Rejects of vomited blasphemies
Their Will is law, Their law is mutilation Their mutation is Equilibrium
Shapeless creatures Like ghosts from the past Stupendous creation Of the deepest stratums of our Mind Horrid preachers of perverted Gods Slaves of the melting Faith
Prophets of incoming Disgust Saviours for some Hangmen for many
Hands of delirious Lords Mouths of the Anchient Verb Imprisoned Freaks in the Mind May their cry flood The ancient Edge of the human Reasons