WITCH ROSARY (remaster)

Pumpkinhead scarecrow creeping through the cornfield
Bruised rose withering, sobbing tears of petals
Stitching my eyes closed, dancing with the devil
Intestines draped to branches while my corpse hangs, mangled
Eviscerate my flesh, hunting down the frail doe
Whispers in the pines, watchful eyes of a ghost
Desperate breath falls from lips that are sewn
Antlers in my chest penetrate the light of hope

Filth decaying porcelain, nailed into the trees & left
Angels creeping in my head, sometimes my own arms will bend
Rosary fastened to my neck, crawlspace where my body slept
Imprisoned in my own flesh, Christ to bring me back from death

If there be thorns, a garden blooms forth
A rotten child born from a Qlippoth to be scorched
Innocence torn and a flower forlorned
A witch beheld an apple with a mystery core
Wolves wait for me with a hunger so sore
Heroin veins sedate the painful thundering roars
Can you taste my ache when my innards leak forth?
Abominations pour out the oncoming storm