Bones To The Wolves

(album: Ashes, Organs, Blood And Crypts - 2023)

This forest is insane
Only dead trees live
To tell no tales
Skin scenes unveiled

Innards now, the means to ends
Flesh and blood, just trash to spend
Jaws of canines froth and stalk
I disperse bones, dead nightly walk

This is where your scraps are thrown
Wolfen jaws, they snarl and snap
Full moon tearing, death moon gore
Fangs sink in while eyeholes crack

Howls in the mist
Clouds of doom skulls
By red carnage kissed
Beastmare feasts unfold

Mangled mounds of meat
Maggots have not a chance
My sadistic misgivings
The wolves' funeral dance

I watch, they strip
They rend, you rip
They fight for your face
Nothing left, not a trace
Your heart, it froze
My eyes, they close
Blackened ecstasy
Wet orgasms bleed

This forest is insane
Only dead trees live
To tell no tales
Skin scenes unveiled

This is where your scraps are thrown
Wolfen jaws, they snarl and snap
Full moon tearing, death moon gore
Fangs sink in while eyeholes crack