They drink your blood and suck your skin Fathers of all sin They pray the gods their soul to keep The wolves who hunt the sheep They rip your stomach off in pain And they eat the remains The rotten core that lies within Their half-dimensioned brains It's growing underground Their bloody game to cut in two The exported minds: The horror They stitch them to theirs too: The ignorant the worst of all in human sphere So low, so near smashing our highest splendour Entangled deep in our minds During the day your brain they'll find And in the night your brain they'll grind They feast on your capacities And suck success down on their knees! We'll rise from down below