I was Dragged
My body flagged
And you're so glad
Because I'm sad.
That succulent taste of rape.
That sweet white fluid drenched in pain.
Pasteurize the cruelty away
And will you ever be tamed.
I guess that I don't matter.
I guess that I don't matter.
And will you ever know
How I feel?
I guess that I will never see.
You use what's mine!
You're so unkind!
Yet for your crime
I do the time!
Your rape is cold
upon her soul.
You want her milk,
You want my flesh.
So I live
Until the day
when you give
My body it's grave
And all my brothers
Are murdered
And all my sisters
Are doomed.
Now I march into the
Little pit of my doom
So you can slit my throat
All because I'm not you.
Do you know what it's like
to not know of the sun?
Locked into this nightmare.
Please god may this please end!
My mother cries for her boys
As she screams for her girls
As my brothers are killed
And my sisters are doomed
To a life of rape and
Losing all their children
just so you can all have
All their milk and my tomb!
Will this ever end?
I guess I will never know,
Because here comes the butcher
That you've paid to kill me.
Would you rape my mother?
Would you kill my father?
If you had to do it
Instead of this butcher?
My grave now waits for me,
My soul will leave body
To embrace the warmth of
The end of my life.
Utterly indescribable new record from Greek metal band Locust Leaves features corkscrewing tempos, manic vocal shifts & dense arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 6, 2017