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Harvest

from Feast of Our Mother by Decayos

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lyrics

The pestilent mouths amuse,
“Its treasures here contained!”
pecking holes to salvation
for harvest hidden in vain

Let us eat from this collapsed table the illusive shards of history that have failed us

Digging and scraping the facade
to find a truth running deep
her shattered grace reflects fragments
scattered and grinning around the feast

Come free of guilt to self-indulgence,
Receive her gift of righteousness --
her tender welcome to imitation
-- to take the seat of the Host

Every mouth full of her distaste earns influence
Our ascendancy bleeds with confirmation
as rich sinews tear from the Tapestry
Assume her ripe welcome to spoils
And collapse to retribution’s claw
which moves all forms
in statuesque silence

Listen to the alluring call named purpose
Listen to the sharpened song of grandeur
rising from narrow vomiting gullets
mocking loss as though they’ve won.
Hear us mimic nonetheless
these starved crows amassed
cawing in criminal accord
at the putrefying body before them
they feel they’ve rightfully earned.

Through our claim a host ascends
From her blood’s righteousness
Through its eyes vanity manifest
To all forms false world commence”

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from Feast of Our Mother, released June 23, 2022

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