Lyrics
 

All lyrics © The NecroVomits I Loved a Scarecrow Crows mock him, dead in the corn. Eyes drip rust, a face forlorn. Forgotten idol, left to mourn. Born of straw, betrayed and torn. Magick rite, ceremonial flame, To curse him a soul and damn him a name. A grim cackle as lightning strikes. His button eyes open -- I've gifted him life. Flesh and burlap, thread and bone. Wicked seed forever sown. Hands of straw reach from below. Whispered breath -- the fields all know. Forbidden love, the farmer's law. We drift away, beyond the field's maw. Crows caw as I withdraw. Fellatio complete -- my mouth full of straw.

"I Loved a Scarecrow" illustration (C) Laurel Sinestrari