Cryptorchid

Cryptorchid Lyrics

Each time I make my mother cry,
an angel dies and falls from heaven.
(when they get to you)
When a boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven.
(but when they get to you)
-5 6 7 8 never..-
(it's the first thing that they do)
-7 8 9 10 hate...-
(when they get to you)
-4 3 2 1 never get to seven...-
Each time I look outside,
my mother dies,
I feel my back is changing shape.
(when they get to you)
When the worm consumes the boy
it's never ever considered rape.
(when they get to you)
(it's the first thing that they do)
(when they get to you)


Prick your finger it is done...
The moon has now eclipsed the sun...
The angel has spread its wings...
The time has come for bitter things... (x5)