Poor young soul
Gazing into sunken holes
Staring beyond evil eyes
Far too small to realise
Malevolent in design
A choice that crosses a line
To appease a religious need
The boy's penis has to bleed
So the fiend raises holy sword
Before the ravenous horde
Skillfully cut the skin
Eradicate the man within
Rabbinical teeth snap down
Ancient lips slip around
Infant blood upon his claws
The child's penis within his jaws
Cocksucker
This is divine
For this God of mine
Licking his lips
There is no love in this
The skin is bloody and red
Crimson shaft and scarlet head
Howling like a dying dog
All in the name of God
Peel away the newborn's flesh
Scars and tears are all that's left
A mouth of blood speaking holy praise
Leashed to their dogma, their cult's enslaved
Rabbinical teeth snap down
Ancient lips slip around
Infant blood upon his claws
The child's penis within his jaws
This album is everything you could want from a twilight fauna album. Dark and heavy and Appalachian as fuck. Folky, moss covered, dew dripping insanity. It’s absolutely perfect. Funeral Wizard
Heart breaking. It pulls you along an awful tale that only leaves you feeling worse. Haunts you afterwards and beckons you to play it again. Funeral Wizard
Inside you'll find a near-psychedelic mix of punk and experimental noise: Raw, heavy, soaked in reverb... really effective and really difficult to describe. You need to check this one out for yourself. Katimavik86