Dead hand gloved in stolen skin
A rictus mask, misaligned
A flayer of the young within
A human shell, malign
You gladly feed our children
Into the bloody maw
Of your cursed ambition
A wretch who believes in nothing
Choke on your own blood
Cheated of the prize
You sought as you climbed
Over the bodies of children
May your memory be a curse
An epithet against those who would
Trample over lives made worse
By your quest for power
You cloak your acts
In the language of caring
For children when it is children's lives that you steal
Choke on your own blood
A nameless grave is too good for you
May your memory be a curse
And may your name be spat upon
While you live
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released August 25, 2022
Written, performed, and recorded by Forest Bohrer
Additional vocals by Ivan Belcic
Mastered by Will Jameson
Illustration by Ivan Belcic
As someone whose partner is trans and is a member of the LGBTQ+ community as a whole, I always try to keep my eyes open for acts that have members of the community or support us either through their music or actions. Uplifting and rebellious with the soulcrushing despair often associated with funeral doom, FFO of Bell Witch, Un, and similar acts. To the transphobic and facsist "metalheads", FUCK YOU ALL. There is no place in the metal community for you. caffeinatedmetalhead
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