Lyrics

There was a pulsating There was a writhing They grow inside The operation was a success Creation of a new infestation The test subject: Their spine lined with eyes For true knowledge stems from sight Taken from rotting donors Giving the dead new life What we stand to gain: A higher level To learn beyond what is known A new race to communicate with Can our fragile minds process What has yet to be seen This existence has reached a standstill For the next step in evolution We must look to the beyond