I was the first to discover what hid in those red windows

The one I found there tried hard to survive

A child riddled with teeth sprouting randomlyAll over his body except in his rotting mouth

Was taken by us, to our lab

Us meaning myself, as well as the assistants I had

Instructing me of a mission through a distant telepathic channel

Running directly out from their compound and into my brain

Referring to themselves as the A.U.M.

I was to bring the body back to my quarters

And await instruction

Not an easy task, to transport it

Strapping it down to a gurney I dragged it through the alley

Unfortunate casualties noticed me

Using any tools around at that time, to keep them quiet

An iron pipe, a broken bottle

Or a jagged piece of brick or stone

I should not continue to delineate this any longer

At one point I had to fake my death

Until the witness made a close inquiry

At that time I had to use the less effective

Weapons that were born onto me

With old teeth and leather hands

I took an ear and then an eye

I focused force around their skull

To keep them mute during attempts

To yell for aid, until they fell

A.U.M. made it painfully clear, I was to bring the body back

Or I would be forced to witness the drop of black again

I cannot begin to describe

The horror of viewing this maddening drop

For the memory bleeds

Too deep into my own

That the mere thought alone starts to unravel

My frayed reality

Giving way to its ominous ability to shape

And adapt my thought and vision

It is beginning to happen now

I finally have the body safe inside

After the abduction, after the viewing of the drip

A building had been left to me by relatives

Across the ocean that it overlooked

Or so I was told

Often I try to recall what endeavors I pursued previous to this

Yet to no avail

That part of my memory blurs in my mind

Like a fresh painted canvas left out in a thunderstorm

I watch through my window as it melts

Fading all the memories I kept

Only A.U.M. here

They are conducting human murmuration

From the liquid in his bones

They raise the dead to fly together

I watch through my window as it melts

Fading all the memories I kept

Only A.U.M. here

They are conducting human murmuration

From the liquid in his bones

They raise the dead to fly together

I circle with them in the shroud

The winged ones and I

Falling off their wind, I waken

With unworldly castings burned into my eyes

Intermittent logic in a daze of violent hyper-gliding

They are conducting human murmurations

From the liquid in his bones

They raise the dead to fly together

I woke from my dream on the floor of the factory

In a nest made of black feathers that were alive

Somehow every hollow quill had filled up

With the rotting child′s living marrow

Each one serving as a needle to inject in each new body

In this nest, A.U.M. made it clear

I was to bring more corpses back to life

Or be forced to witness the drop of black again

Every night while in fever I've taken

A new pallet of bone to vein to infect and release