Boyd Rice - The forgotten father

Boyd Rice & Friends The Registered Tree - EP

the video is made from few different clips

Lyrics - (from the web)

I found myself in a foreign land, standing before a temple. The edifice was obviously very ancient, but looked like the handiwork of a culture unknown to me. Whatever hands had fabricated this structure belonged to a race that had lived here long before recorded history. Inside services were starting, and the monks and attendes intoned a strange, guttural, inhuman drone.

The temple stood at the center of a deep concave pit, and pilgrims were descending towards it along steep ramps, as though symbolically entering the underworld. The pilgrims were attired in military camouflage and had their faces painted to match. They gazed out from beneath hoods, and as their eyes met mine, they glanced quickly away.

What was this strange religion, and why were its devotees thusly attired?

Not far away I heard a man speaking in English. He stood chatting and sipping wine. He too was sporting camouflage from head to toe, and I went up to ask him about the rites and beliefs of this sect.

As I approached I thought I recognised his voice. It was Douglas. I asked what he was doing there, and replied
that he quite liked this unusual temple, and stopped to see it whenever he was in this part of the world.

I soon noticed that Doug was not, in fact, dressed in camouflage. He was naked and was simply painted camo from head to toe. I began to wonder aloud if this wasn't all some strange dream.

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