Face of the Wormhole

Crackled, callous hands gripping the emaciated frames of all loved ones
Neurotoxins turning them opaque
Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code. Paralysis in the time vortex

A mouth emerges from the mouth of the wormhole
Something truly ancient is lurking throughout the deep, as it is moving in silence

Crackled, callous hands gripping the emaciated frames of all loved ones
Neurotoxins turning them opaque
Liquefying brain matter to capture your mind in binary code. Paralysis in the time vortex

These, these are, the afflicted, cursed, and broken souls
Ritual blood, reanimate. Their, their grief is manifesting so it can be known
Such a need to eradicate. Loathsome ideology
Spread to every newborn child. Spread to every newborn child