Cryptopsy Lyrics

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Cryptopsy - Graves Of The Fathers 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"