Lyrics

Once upon a time there was a lady of no repute One Miss Crow, who, by force of a certain stranger Had engaged in violent night-time actions, against her very will Resulting from this invasion came An aberration of desperation, a horror in all but name A stoop-backed boy, short of stature, violent by nature; To be expelled from the womb in late November A fast track to sorrow in a world bred slow From foetid seed, a poison tree with a venomous bark did grow He was to work all the hours his sorry god sent A resident of fantasy, living a life of lament He was to have no living lovers, no-one on who to depend Yet his friends were to call him Carrion The friends inside his head...