Lletres: The Residents. Bridegroom Of Blood.

I'm t-tired and d-dirty and old
L-like m-mildew covered with m-mold

S-something is shining at m-me
L-L-like a l-ight nobody c-c-can ss-ee

M-My heart is t-turning t-to stone
Inside a s-sack f-full of b-bones

S-Something is sh-sh-shining at m-me...
N-No! Not m-m-me!
N-No! N-n-not m-m-me!

A t-tree s-surrounded b-by f-flame
C-Called to m-me by b-my name
And m-made m-me promise to lead
The n-needy out of their n-need

Our little baby
He's c-c-crying
Our little baby
He's c-c-crying
Our little baby
He's c-c-crying

A lonely lingering bark
Awakened me in the dark
And as i silently stared
A figure formed in the air
With teeth intending to eat
My husband who was asleep

He was tiny and weak
With eyes so tender and sweat
And as he laid in my arms
So safe from hunger and harm
I took the edge of a rock
And sliced the skin from his cock
Yes, I sliced the skin from his cock