The Un-Manifest

Right now, he awaits at the threshold
Don't let him in!
No, don't let him in!
And though he is dressed like the rest of us,
He has the jackal's eyes!
The jackals eyes!
Black smoke fills the air
With anger as black as the cellars of Hell!
He wears your shame
Like a cloak made for kings
He wears your shame
Like a cloak made for kings

Like...
Parasites swarming in
Dressed in lies
Of normalcy
To appease the death of innocence
And its growing appetite

Abandon all hope!
Abandon all hope!
Abandon all hope!

Parasites swarming in
Dressed in lies
Of normalcy
To appease the death of innocence
And its growing appetite

Parasites swarming in
Dressed in lies
Of normalcy
To appease the death of innocence
And its growing appetite