Filter My Blood So I Won’t Have To Drink The Young

by Occult Fan

My new prieuré de sion

partners made of art and crime

filk the wrought upon the martian

crush the heart upon the vine

all abortion is true murder

so you will suffer for your life

or the one you stole from heaven

haunted by the wrath of wights

all your children that you murdered

cast your seed tween sticks and stones

words are the only thing trueholy

and the only thing

that came send you home