Rabbit Junk - From the Stars Lyrics

The first body we found little more than
A dried up husk it hadn't
Been there for long it still had
A full kit, ammo, rifle
Half pack of cigarettes in the chest pocket
No visible wounds
His uniform was unfamiliar, not one
Of ours like us, he had no flag on his
Sleeve i stuffed the cigarettes
Into my pocket and pulled it's
Cap over it's face
About as much ceremony as any of us deserved
We got the signal to proceed and
Made our way deeper into the
Structure in the maze of hallways
We found more bodies, desiccated
No wounds all dead without firing a shot
We had no idea what we were dealing with
And we weren't the first to try
I put my wristwatch to
My ear to make sure it
Was still ticking it's
An old habit we hadn't been
Told where we're going or
Why we had no idea how big this thing was
And we knew we weren't alone

O' body heat, caress thy wicked sense
Let man's image penetrate the clouding lens
May we see an end to our gnawing frustration
From the stars to the cradle of creation

We started back tracking our way though
The structure our pace steadily quickened
Like we were being followed
Our hurried footsteps echoed on the
Metal walk ways we should
Have been out of there in just a few minutes
But instead we seemed to be going in circles
I was breathing sharply, fighting
Feelings of panic
Trying to remember the way out
That's when I felt it
A penetrating cold in my chest i choked on
My breath, unable to
Move, suddenly paralyzed
Held by some terrible force

May the void bless this feast
May the bounty never cease
May the fluid ever flow
May our young grow and grow
We blessed few to become the crimson hue
Shall make a paradise of this world anew

The air filled with a plume of crimson a
Network of veins took shape around me
The scarlet fluid outlining a bloated
Form floating in the air
I could feel a cold gelatinous
Digit probe the inside
Of my mouth my eyes were locked open
Enslaved to the horror unfolding before
Me my blood curdled
In it's gut and flared throughout it's tissue
The tip of my finger brushed the hilt
Of my knife rage boiled up
From the depths of me and brought
My last remaining strength with it
I heard my watch tick i grit my teeth
And lashed out with the blade
Feel the spray from wound I had made
Pushed the horror aside and rose to my feet
I'm gonna take you with me!
Others closed in with menacing glee
Floating and bloated with eyes hungry
I felt overwhelmed with the will to survive
I roared like a lion and lunged with my knife

Obedient ones to the old ones ways
Drink to them to slow our prey
To give us strength in the
Face of leaded sting
To the glorious hunt, may sustenance it bring