The Corpse Tree Lyrics

We were sitting in a circle
beneath the corpse tree
our parents' dried remains hanging above us...
when we looked to the northern sky
it was dark - and for now
the wind brings rain...

We ate our dog
and drank of the cow's milk and blood
and the pigs we let free to roam
in hopes they would find mates among man...

We stood in a circle
with our feet buried in cement
the pentagrams cycle is now complete
we wait to see what the tornado brings...

We are sitting in a circle
where the corpse tree once stood
some of us are sitting because we have no feet
and some of us are dead...
and as I look to the southern sky
I scrape a knife against the cartilage of my nose
wondering who else the darkness has consumed
and wishing for the return of the corpse tree...