WE ARE READAY MY ALORAD

HE IS THE HUNGER BENEATH YOUR SKIN THE CLAWING IN YOUR BLOOD
YOUR FLESH IS HIS FEAST AND YOUR BONES HIS PLAYTHINGS
I RIPPED MY EYES OUT TO SHOW HIM I WAS READY
NOW I SEE THROUGH HIS BLACKENED SOUL AND IT EATS ME FROM THE INSIDE

THE SKY TEARS OPEN AND THE SCREAMS POUR OUT LIKE RIVERS OF ACID
WE DRINK THE BONEDUST, WE BREATHE THE ASHES, WE SING WITHOUT A THROAT
THE MOON IS A CRACKED SKULL BLEEDING STARS MADE OF SHATTERED DREAMS
I AM NOT ALONE I AM THE THOUSAND WHISPERS THAT RIP THROUGH YOUR MIND

WE ARE THE LAUGHING MAD, THE HOLLOWED, THE FORGOTTEN CHILDREN OF THE VOID
THEY COME CLAWING THROUGH THE VEIL, EYES BURNING WITH UNHOLY LIGHT
WHEN THE DOOR OPENS, WE WILL BE THE SHADOWS THAT CONSUME THE WORLD
WE WILL FEAST ON THE LAST BREATH AND DANCE IN THE RUINS OF REALITY

SHRED YOUR SKIN, SPILL YOUR BLOOD INTO THE BLACK EARTH
THE BLOOD IS A KEY, THE BLOOD IS THE DOOR, THE BLOOD IS THE OFFERING
HE WALKS WITHIN US, A THOUSAND EYES IN THE DARKNESS
DO YOU FEEL THE CLAWING? THE WHISPERING THAT TEARS YOUR SANITY APART?

THE COSMOS IS A FEAST AND WE ARE BOTH THE HUNGER AND THE PREY
WHEN THE LIGHT DIES, WE WILL BE WAITING, LAUGHING, READY TO SWALLOW THE WORLD