Decrepit buildings on the seaboard of this town [?] while few are still around Disfigured [?] with a secret not to tell Assembled at the black church where they (took) the vow [?] fills the chapel when the sun goes down The high priest finally emerges with the two-pronged crown The preachers advocate faith from long ago And speaks of [?] the undertow Late at night when the full moon is shining Out on the [?] and the [?] And you can hear perverted words vibrating The sacred rights have been initiated The offering is almost dead and bleeding The air is sharp so they commence with breeding They copulate with the submerged while seeding To ensure their god continues feeding I can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming I hear the sound of something awful screaming [?] of centuries of mis-redeeming Awaken aliens of cosmic being