master of Canaanites,
...god of old.
in the valley of
geheena,
build an alter to the
owl,
...make it from stone...
...throw your seed in the
fire,
sacrificing everything,
..but the bones.

deep in the grove,
...you can hear their
cries.
bohemian men in white
robes,
harvest the innocents,
...with their sacrificial
knives.
the cremation of care,
is in the air tonight...

wise old owl,
...there you sit.
the blood of the
innocents is on the
alter,
...quiet as it's kept.
you drink from the
river,
...while the mothers
wept.