Don't think I'm willing to pay cash
For the lavender straw of azure hue
You sell by flaunting a daring lash
As if for the devious hypocrite to
Hang discretely upon the walls
Of the most fundamental stations
For the stomach the jeers and growls
At being reborn to blue sensations
Better to pin it up aloft
Amid and overgrown tuft of hair
So that the wholesome stalk may waft
You as a zephyr, Pamela, or
Bear to the husband you entice
The very first fruits of your lice
Oh deluxe ebony hall
Where to beguile a king
Celebrated garlands are twisted in death
You are but a proud lie composed of nothing
In the eyes of the solitary
Dazzled by his faith
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Woman Selling Herbs”
Awesome! Great jam! Can't get enough! I Am is one my favorite tracks. Home is the best tho. You need to pick this album up if you like to jam with the Lamb! Ministryman77
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Woman Selling Herbs”
There's no other band that sounds quite like Funeral Moth. Suffocating in its tempo, hypnotic in its melody. One of the most unique doom bands of all time. Yawning Druid