Golden Mouth of Ruin

Rearranging time in the glaring Golden Mouth of Ruin We reenact the life Boanet precreates in their glowing gape Their dislocating bite to become the law of all our endeavors Gutting our belief to reel us Everyone of our memories gone Bow unto the Boanet embracing our defeat To the new path they implant we are tide A.U.M. digging into me said to record our every vision taken out of the gold mouth of our after For they have spoken with the neo born we now know as the Boanet Building it a liar out of brick mud and all our hair Digging wells to house our seed Disintegrate the carotid barrel in our ever grinding wheel of meat we were forced to ingest in the tooth round gears of our past Now blood led we devour all that ripen from their will to create We now begin the crawl The ritual it embedded in our brain to make it open We kneel around the well In the room we allocated at our home to be an alter We grind the skin against the brick until we see the white of bone behind the red We etch in the brick with its skeletal chalk the name of the child that we’re grinding to harvest Clipped Pulled Cut With tooth and nail now ground to dust we open it We fed it now we wait until the gold Leaning over blood and brick we coat around the teeth of it The powder that we grinded up will make the Boanet reopen Biting its own fleeing tongue to fill it’s mouth with a pool of living gold The pond of glowing alloy that you look into will now begin to cast your new life Disintegrate the carotid barrel in our ever grinding wheel of meat we were forced to ingest in the tooth round gears of our past now blood led we devour all that ripen from their will to create Now blood led we devour all they will to create A.U.M. digging into me said to record our every vision taken out of the gold mouth of our after For they have spoken with the neo born we now know as the Boanet Giving them the power to conduct the afterlife beyond the new world they’re creating We were forced to ingest in the tooth round gears of our past now blood led we devour all that ripen from their will to create In the Golden Mouth of Ruin Rid the young of all their teeth Rearranging time In the glaring Golden Mouth of Ruin We reenact a life Boanet pre-creates in their glowing gape Their dislocating bite To Become the law of all our endeavors gutting our believe to reel us everyone of our memories gone Bow unto the Boanet embracing our defeat To the new path they implant we are tied The Golden Mouth Of Ruin Reenact what they reflect inside the Golden Mouth of Ruin Grip of time defied in the glaring Golden Mouth of Ruin