Текст песни Cryptopsy - Graves Of The Fathers
Cryptopsy - Graves Of The Fathers слова песни
Sextons of the churchyardHave seen unblessed things;Ground no longer hallowedHas sprouted new graves.Descendants of clanThat unsurped maternityhear whispers in their blood;This summons of the Fathers.Adherence to the principleOf "man by woman born"...Anachronistic ritualSoon to be obsolete."Forgive me FatherFor I know not what I do;My grave beckonsAs 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 heartsFilled with necrolatryReverse the life cycle be reborn through Death."Forgive me FatherFor I know not what I do;I leave a void to fill one,Hear my prayers from far below."