The Nazarene ov Nazareth

from The Abyssal Pit by Slave Beaver Revolt

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Perched upon the Dark Hill
With youth hued on her face
On her frail cracked lips
Spreads the familiar taste

The Beam of fate
The bends in wasted hands
A rotten fruit once ate
Spread death upon the lands

In the apple within the womb
Among the masses the prophet's loom
The warm embrace, the sullen bloom
A fury encased amid the fume

Drawn from the blood
Of the chosen one
She was called below
By the fallen one

Her death knell rung
Now bound in the shadows
While her spirit sung
She was claimed by the widows

In the apple within the womb
Among the masses the prophet's loom
The warm embrace, the sullen bloom
A fury encased amid the fume

She looks forever up and up
Upon the wasted lands of these
With her toes gently dripping
On the shores of the Sinking Sea

In the apple within the womb
Among the masses the prophet's loom
The warm embrace, the sullen bloom
A fury encased amid the fume

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from The Abyssal Pit, released May 20, 2017
John - Vocals, Lyrics, Music, Mixing

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Slave Beaver Revolt Melbourne, Australia

Odd music for odd folks from odder folks.


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