Letra de Directionless Resurrectionist

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...