Smell the graveyard air
Corpses laying in their tombs
Shovel in my hand
Rip dead babies from their wombs
Moving around the dirt.
Digging up what should be dead.
What is all this worth?
Voices told me inside my head.
Ribs now spread
He tells me to do this.
In my head.
Screaming from the abyss.
It’s dead Ed.
He tells me what to do.
Hear what he said?
“Dig them up or it will be you.”
Rip them from ground.
Put them in the fucking trunk.
Set the bodies down.
Rotting still, oh how it stunk.
Grabbed my cutting knife.
Skinning is second nature.
What was once a life.
Is now turned into furniture.
Ribs now spread
He tells me to do this.
In my head.
Screaming from the abyss.
It’s dead Ed.
He tells me what to do.
Hear what he said?
“Dig them up or it will be you.”
Utterly indescribable new record from Greek metal band Locust Leaves features corkscrewing tempos, manic vocal shifts & dense arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 6, 2017
This is the most personally appealing piece of music I have run into in a long time - from the beautiful lyrics and art and the crushing, non pretentious gorgeous heavy music. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, crushing - are there are other words? Gorgeous, exquisite.... sock4never