Directionless Resurrectionist Songtext / Lyric

Once upon a time there was a lady of no repute,

One Miss Crow, who, by force of a certain stranger,

had engaged in violent night-time actions, against her very will.






Resulting from this invasion came,

an aberration of desperation, a horror in all but name,

A stoop-backed boy, short of stature, violent by nature;

to be expelled from the womb in late November.

A fast track to sorrow in a world bred slow.

From foetid seed, a poison tree with a venomous bark did grow.



He was to work all the hours his sorry god sent,

a resident of fantasy, living a life of lament.

He was to have no living lovers, no-one on who to depend.

Yet his friends were to call him Carrion,

the friends inside his head...