Paroles de Drowning Twit

Drowning Twit Chalices of blood, Confession boxes of limbs, A church so dark, Sick, warped, bent mind. Crazy Priest hungry for repent. Pale boy, needing love, Needing nourishment. Priest that requires tender boy. "Little bastard boy..... get under the water!" The Mute-Boy whimpers his last gurgling sounds. Watery gifts for the little boy.