Alien Incarceration

In the plant there lies a secret:
There the machine of genocide sleeps in its fluid.
The waters bubble inside the vats,
The wires rest suspended in their noses.

There the machine of genocide sleeps in its fluid.
The anomalous homunculi speak in gurgling phonemes.
The wires rest suspended in their noses.
The cacophony of slimy breathing fills the darkest halls.

The anomalous homunculi speak in gurgling phonemes
With big empty black eyes.
The cacophony of slimy breathing fills the darkest halls.
Their hands stretch to pound the glass.

Their hands stretch to pound the glass.
The waters bubble inside the vats.
With big empty black eyes
The machine of genocide sleeps in its fluid.