The voice intones in the underground
spring
"Where is your mother?"
"Dead."
"Where is your father?"
"Dead."
"Where is your brother?"
"Dead"
"Where is your sister?"
"Dead."
Now, we have freedom
to drown in the heart's cave
of screaming spirits agony
Do you want some wine?
Some succulent beef?
Glazed, on the ancient table
prepared before time
kiill me, kill me, kill me, PLEEEAASSE
you can tell his position in the Black Forest
by the birds of prey circling overhead
Deep, deep, beneath the earth
in the underground cave
in the darkness
scream, dropping to your knees, the earth
cracking and falling beneath your feet
until nothing...
nothing at all exists
spring
"Where is your mother?"
"Dead."
"Where is your father?"
"Dead."
"Where is your brother?"
"Dead"
"Where is your sister?"
"Dead."
Now, we have freedom
to drown in the heart's cave
of screaming spirits agony
Do you want some wine?
Some succulent beef?
Glazed, on the ancient table
prepared before time
kiill me, kill me, kill me, PLEEEAASSE
you can tell his position in the Black Forest
by the birds of prey circling overhead
Deep, deep, beneath the earth
in the underground cave
in the darkness
scream, dropping to your knees, the earth
cracking and falling beneath your feet
until nothing...
nothing at all exists