The secret is to see the ornaments that fall and rise again Demons crawl between these bloodstained walls Agents of automation; reaping their dreams Ceaseless in fornication But their sacred sun could never see behind black eyes Thank volition Sleepless Like leeches they feed Murdering Djinn as they speak Ageless Archangels beware They always exist on the edge of something Of anything This is the body patrolled Vestibule entrant persuasion Destitute border control Soul immigration of Satan Insolent order reborn Evident headless invasion This is the body reformed To breathe through the water Lest ye be burned The secret is to see the ornaments that rise and fall again Reasons fall beneath these dead stale halls of night Flight monition Destitute border revolt Contamination of Satan This is the body betrothed Satan!