You put a mask of shame on her
You are humble to satisfy your morbid ego
Your hand muffles every sound
her Hands intertwined in an unnatural way
"Look, here it is
Your work
Image painted with crimson and graphite
Look, here it is
your child
Terrified by his helplessness'
Look here, there are you
and your life
Landscape of warped shapes
Look, here you are and your lusts
Eros and Thanatos are mocking again
She close her eyes so naively
and she deceives herself that a dream will come
A familiar smell lift the air
Your touch poisons the mind and blood
She can't escape You
she can't escape herself
See how her fear dies
See how her innocence dies
she will never be a puppet of your desire again
In your every dream you will feel her icy hand
Why are you turning your terrified face away now?
You don't kiss the blue,cold lips stained with poisoned blood
Ambient folk musician Helen Ballentine builds upon this year's excellent Skullcrusher LP with a haunting new song, plus a Radiohead cover. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 21, 2020
The hushed new EP from Skullcrusher sets soft, plaintive vocals against warm, minimal arrangements of guitar, piano, banjo, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 20, 2020