Smother The Crones

What would it take to smother these crones?

From scratch starts the sloping off

To a wilderness

Undertow colossal leads me like lead

Past life trespassers

Sold strange to my soiled my eyes

Underwater rain parade

I can’t collide!

Oh Lord… What would it take to smother these crones?

Let’s get skeletal

Necro-spiritual

There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight

Their skullharp scriptures

Catholic boyschool

We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight

Let’s get skeletal

Necro-spiritual!!

Skulls grin from passing cars

Through the traffic of the dead

They laugh me up their ancient sleeves

Into the borderless beyond

Wayside pastors gracing black pastures

“I’m boarding sinking ships”*

Oh please God smother these crones

Let’s get skeletal

Necro-spiritual

There’s murder in the cronehouse tonight

Their skullharp scriptures

Catholic boyschool

We’ll smother the bones of our past tonight

Let’s get skeletal

Necro-spiritual!!

RIP Jesuit mindfuck MCMXC

*Jonas Raskolnikov, 2008