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The Buttress

Funeral

 

Funeral

(альбом: Behind Every Great Man - 2014)


I didn't mean to, but the evil thing grew
Until a tree bloomed and it bore fruit
(The babies are in the bathwater)
They had a bad father, and now I've made for him a memory
Remember me? The one that bore your seed?
Well now they sleep
I lined 'em up one by one, daughter and son from old to young
Joshua, Noah, Matthew, and even Abby, only one
Crying, I baptized them
I'm sorry, my child, close your eyes for a while, mommy loves you, goodbye
They were the sweetest, remember how they needed us? Like Jesus
Pleading, crying "Mommy, breastfeed us"
I'm sorry, my angels, but the world is not a safe place for babies
They won't blame me, my whole life's been wasted
The crime was committed against me first when I gave birth
I'm not a nurturer, so I sent them innocent back to the earth
Now I'm standing here reminiscing, sharpening these knives in the kitchen
I think he'll be coming home soon, I wonder if he'll miss them
You weren't aware of the female hysteria?
It's scarier than miscarriages and the plans you weren't aware of
In prenatal, premeditated hate I lied in wait
And now with my fatal rage this genealogy's been erased
An empty cradle remains, they'll say I was a monster
Heartless for committing the darkest arts of the postpartum
The Mother Modern Worldly Cast to Hell
But what will become of the children?
Well, I guess only time will tell

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