Nightbreed - Stormlord

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