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