Now I slit the baby's throat
Open on the altar
And the blood collects and drips
And rips a hole in space and time
Write my name in blood on your bedroom floor
Paint a pentagram it will be my door
Write my name in blood on your bedroom wall
Play this song backwards it will be my call
And in the baby's dying breath
I hear the wind of change to come
And the demons come to feast
And I wonder what I have done
Beautifully moody art rock from Virginia that recalls the dark glory of bands like Echo & the Bunnymen and Psychedelic Furs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 18, 2020