Once upon the earth hypocrisy Festered in the souls of man Now the soil is pure and meek By the grace of divine light No more old and weary ones Humanity restored once again Beneath the feet of Utopia Dwell the working cannibals The worms and the maggots by my side I toil and work To feed the pale stock laughing above my head Ignorant they shall stay it's the price They must pay for leaving me starving without an end in sight The gears that we turn the metal that creaks is the curse We must bear for feasting on the human flesh I'll dig my nails into their fragile skin Then drink their blood from their veins And grind my teeth on their fucking bones Oh the blissful pale people living in excess Your lives are about eating and being eaten Scion of the Wombmother Oh hollow ones seeking fulfillment In the blood of the sacrificed of the dwelling weak Remain in emptiness Despised of the Wombmother Servants of the flesh heed the nights call Fill your crooked mouths with blood and bone Yet their stomachs will never be full Oh the blissful pale people living in excess Your lives are about eating and being eaten scion of the Wombmother Oh hollow ones seeking fulfillment In the blood of the sacrificed of the dwelling weak Remain in emptiness despised of the Wombmother