The gates where opened, the darkness has
Come, the blind sheeps spew their blood.
The gates where opened, the moon were covered
Through the dark sky the children fly.

Mother arrive, and her children thrive.
She molds the flesh, and play
With your mind, it will make a new life.
All the children celebrate, the sheep

Accept their fate, the red glow cant be
Unseen when mother appear.
The flesh twist and you can´t percist.
Just accept the gift, you no longer resist.