Lyrics:

Barren
First
The golden nest
The budding breast
The budding breast

Bloated with mystical, imaginary
Potential that pause in glory with thoughts of ghost
Fled the ebbing, unknown wound
The disfigured prison of
Resonant debauchery
Seeping, seeping through cracks
Corroded, corroded with mold
Blissfully ignorant insanity
Misled prayers for sunshine
In the hopeless, godless cathedral
Of rapid time
Like a tsunami of death
A roaring river of blood

Drowning the life out of all that was good
Drowning that, that was good
Drowning that, that was good
All that was good