Every Child Hung by Pridemeat Lyrics
I will walk
Through the gallows in trees carcasses are dangling indistinguishable indecency
A perversion sought out flawlessly
I envy the horrid, I'm baffled by the sight its morbid
Beyond the ruins of death this darkened forest so historic
It churns my stomach
Coagulated blood and rotting meat
The stench is fucking lingering enough to bring me to my knees
To ponder why the innocent were hung?
Through
The leaves you can hear those children
Singing songs they sung
Something went wrong here, chastity was murdered strung up by its neck and left for dead, and the is fucking evident
Still I walk
Through the gallows in the trees carcasses still dangling indescribable indecency
A perversion sought out flawlessly
I envy the horrid, I'm intrigued by the sight its morbid
Beyond the ruins of hell this gore fucked forest so contorted
It churns my stomach, coagulated blood and rotting meat the stench is still just lingering, enough to set my heart at ease
I wonder why the innocent were hung?
Could you believe you could hear the children
Singing songs they sung?
Something went wrong here, chastity would sway from its neck and left for dead and that is fucking evident
We all hang from our necks
A squalid tasteful ceasing
I come erect at thoughts of them not breathing
Ascending the colossal of all trees
A one that's worthy of hanging me
The rope is noosed, it's thick and sturdy
This forest has grabbed a hold of me
We all hang from our necks
Singing with the children
Through the gallows in trees carcasses are dangling indistinguishable indecency
A perversion sought out flawlessly
I envy the horrid, I'm baffled by the sight its morbid
Beyond the ruins of death this darkened forest so historic
It churns my stomach
Coagulated blood and rotting meat
The stench is fucking lingering enough to bring me to my knees
To ponder why the innocent were hung?
Through
The leaves you can hear those children
Singing songs they sung
Something went wrong here, chastity was murdered strung up by its neck and left for dead, and the is fucking evident
Still I walk
Through the gallows in the trees carcasses still dangling indescribable indecency
A perversion sought out flawlessly
I envy the horrid, I'm intrigued by the sight its morbid
Beyond the ruins of hell this gore fucked forest so contorted
It churns my stomach, coagulated blood and rotting meat the stench is still just lingering, enough to set my heart at ease
I wonder why the innocent were hung?
Could you believe you could hear the children
Singing songs they sung?
Something went wrong here, chastity would sway from its neck and left for dead and that is fucking evident
We all hang from our necks
A squalid tasteful ceasing
I come erect at thoughts of them not breathing
Ascending the colossal of all trees
A one that's worthy of hanging me
The rope is noosed, it's thick and sturdy
This forest has grabbed a hold of me
We all hang from our necks
Singing with the children