In spring I did not sleep for forty nights Nor did I change my underwear And the grass-stalks along my arduous path Sang that it was good For they witnessed my fasting Surviving on spiritual beer I became Christs; a whole bunch of them We flogged each other In our ferocious dance Spinning like dogs behind our tails And none of us changed his underwear
if Lugubrum released a cassette, I'd def pick it up!
vacuumnoise 9 months ago
rambadibow 1 year ago
ahh, thx for uploading! this is my favorite musick group.
ShubNiggurath1984 1 year ago