In the belly of the beast the place is miles away In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray A choir sings with their eyes sewn shut By a stream the children playin' water flowin' with blood The pastor stands on his pulpit while preachin' the hell On the hilltop church with demons ringing the bell They toll twice for the missing and the recently departed In the pews the congregation sits a 100 days rotted Suffering is all around us, stinch of death in the air Nobody seems to notice or nobody seems to care It's just an everyday life an a normal routine People walkin' right by but never notice the screams A backwards philosophy passed down thru the ages generation of murder written down in these pages Of a book overlooked and forgotten in history A place where the secret is surrounded by mystery I can hear the screaming thru the forest at night They pray with snakes and they poison my mind I can hear the screaming through the forest at night They pray with snakes and they poison my mind Was it a curse or a sickness that is raised in the minds Of these sac-religious hillbillies raised with the swine No remorse in the souls and the heart is pitch black Thirsty for the blood hound murdered contact Feasting on the brains of the ones they call sinners' Cousin Cletus in the kitchen carvin' torsos for dinner Inna barn, on a meat hook, bodies are hanging In the cellar by a chain more bodies a' swangin' And in the field lies a scene of an old parkin lot Abandoned for so many years cars left to rot And buried in the garden in a hole dug deep All the bones and the belongings all piled in a heap Ungodly sounds of torture echo through the trees The streets are suffering still blowing in the breeze Not on any map undiscovered never surveyed Secrets of a small town kept locked away I can hear the screaming thru the forest at night They pray with snakes and they poison my mind I can hear the screaming through the forest at night They pray with snakes and they poison my mind