Graves of the Fathers

Cryptopsy - Rock, Brutal Death Metal
Graves of the Fathers
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Duration: 4:11
Lyrics
Sextons of the churchyard Have seen unblessed things; Ground no longer hallowed Has sprouted new graves Descendants of clan That unsurped maternity Hear whispers in their blood; This summons of the Fathers Adherence to the principle Of "man by woman born"... Anachronistic ritual Soon to be obsolete "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; My grave beckons As irresistable as drawing breath." Nature abhors a vacuum The same is true to a tomb... It cannot be empty A barren womb of plenty... A vacant grave must be filled For this the Fathers' will Material birth be abjure A mother's cunt is unpure Sired in blasphemy In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts Filled with necrolatry Reverse the life cycle be reborn through Death "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; I leave a void to fill one Hear my prayers from far below."
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Credits
- Writers
- Lord Worm