you re free from your womb now but this maternity ward is a feeding ground don t look back for ages your mother s toothy smile can smell you for miles you too will eat your young you too will eat your young consume all that crosses your path each morsel may be your last never cling like the remora to those who ve spawned you in the past you too will eat your young when there s only enough for one in times of need this must be done from womb to gut it has begun eat your young the songs of giants lure you their scents of gluttony tempt you the songs of giants lure you will you follow their scents of gluttony tempt you will you follow energy is precious and the journey long feed now and breed again the birth is food now feed on tides pull and convince their direction is the best waves hide all that lies well beyond their crest you too will eat your young from womb to gut it has begun eat your young