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letra de funeral - the buttress

[verse 1: the b-ttress]
i didn’t mean to, but the evil thing grew
until a tree bloomed and it bore fruit
(the babies are in the bathwater)
they had a bad father, and now i’ve made for him a memory
remember me? the one that bore your seed?
well now they sleep
i lined ’em up one by one, daughter and son from old to young
joshua, noah, matthew, and even abby, only one
crying, i baptized them
i’m sorry, my child, close your eyes for a while, mommy loves you, goodbye
they were the sweetest, remember how they needed us? like jesus
pleading, crying “mommy, breastfeed us”
i’m sorry, my angels, but the world is not a safe place for babies
they won’t blame me, my whole life’s been wasted
the crime was committed against me first when i gave birth
i’m not a nurturer, so i sent them innocent back to the earth
now i’m standing here reminiscing, sharpening these knives in the kitchen
i think he’ll be coming home soon, i wonder if he’ll miss them
you weren’t aware of the female hysteria?
it’s scarier than miscarriages and the plans you weren’t aware of
in prenatal, premeditated hate i lied in wait
and now with my fatal rage this genealogy’s been erased
an empty cradle remains, they’ll say i was a monster
heartless for committing the darkest arts of the postpartum
the mother modern worldly cast to h-ll
but what will become of the children?
well, i guess only time will tell

- the buttress

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