1. WHORES D'OEUVRE

Banished into godless puritan hell
A sentence to throwaway life
This family fated to rape, death, and unjust delight
They settle in the forest with misery accompanied
But the pain shall last but a moment for a witch with such insatiable hunger enters the fray
Under the moon, this family - a boy and girl - tend to their infant brother while their parents pray for solace for them in snowfallen forest
Lamentable scene, is this a dream?
The infant child has gone

WITCHCRAFT
Tear him into a pulp
WITCHCRAFT
Smear his blood to my skin
WITCHCRAFT
Fucking delectable
Eat his soul, eat his sin
WITCHCRAFT
Tear him into a pulp
WITCHCRAFT
Smear his blood to my skin
WITCHCRAFT
Fucking delectable
Eat his soul
And sin

“I be the witch of the wood. When I sleep my spirit slips away from my body and dances naked with the devil.”

Tender sweet flesh, devoured, consumed
Brittle infant teeth, decorating her tomb
Perching eyes gaze down from trees above, Lamenting sorrows into the night

(What a sweet innocent babe, I’ll sing his swansong)
(Come here, you pale skinned fuck! This way, dirty motherless cunt! Come here!)