Hark!

You can fall down a wishing well

Balance is key when you give up change

Ugly serpent sticks out his head

Whatchu gonna say when he takes your bread

Get back back back back back back back

Get back back back back back back back

Get back back back back back back back

Get back back back

This is my fucking bread

Hark sons and daughters of Adam

For I have seen what is yet to pass

On the fourth night of the blood

The son of the serpent will rise and feast upon your light

Stars will he snuffed from the sky and the cosmos itself torn asunder

Beings born of the shadow will devour your supple children and drag you to hang by your own entrails

Up will be down left be right and reality itself raped to madness

You cannot run and you surely cannot hide

The wise man warned you of the coming war

Eyes are bleeding and your hair's on the floor

Ugly serpent sticks out his head

Whatchu gonna do when he steals your bread