Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Matriarch, artist - The Black Dahlia Murder. Album song Nightbringers, in the genre Date of issue: 05.10.2017
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Matriarch |
| Two pairs of headlights |
| Cut a night as black as coal |
| I chase predatorily my prize |
| Down these old darkened roads |
| Panic stricken, hapless mother |
| Fearful for her pregnancy |
| In a grave miscalculation |
| She wildly yanks the wheel into a tree |
| See that big old god up there? |
| Well he don’t see me |
| I’ve prayed and prayed |
| And gone to church incessantly |
| In a daze I find our newly bleeding host |
| Never goes quite as planned this much I know |
| In violence absolute |
| I vault atop my gasping victim |
| She screams in fear for two |
| My knife, it’s drawn so deadly sharp |
| In the backseat of her car |
| An infant is carved into this world- |
| Not sacredly |
| Not carefully |
| The child in hate belongs to me |
| See that damned old stork up there? |
| He won’t hear my calls |
| He won’t read my letters, man |
| In this womb no life at all! |
| That what the doctors said |
| Said why even try? |
| I’m shut down and I’m broken deep inside |
| Tonight I’ll use this blade |
| To get exactly what I want: |
| The child within you |
| Incubating for nine hardshipped months |
| The hopeful little angel |
| Bet he looks just like his mom |
| Targeted so carefully |
| In this lottery of sickness you have won |
| The smell of entrails wrestling the nose |
| Gutted and splayed to hell sweet mommy goes |
| In violence absolute |
| I vault atop my gasping victim |
| She screams in fear for two |
| My knife, it’s drawn so deadly sharp |
| In the backseat of her car |
| An infant is carved into this world- |
| Not sacredly |
| Not carefully |
| The child in hate belongs to me |
| Oh no, the life it’s leaving mother’s eyes |
| Aren’t we surprised, but a mere expense of this night |
| I’ve been watching you for weeks |
| I know what sex the child will be |
| Know it’s the perfect time for me |
| To seize control! |
| In violence absolute |
| I vault atop my gasping victim |
| She screams in fear for two |
| My knife, it’s drawn so deadly sharp |
| In the backseat of her car |
| An infant is carved into this world- |
| Not sacredly |
| Not carefully |
| This child in hate belongs to me |
| In this heart so destitute |
| There is a void that’s lying stillborn |
| On the ground, discarded husk |
| I thank thee for your work |
| Second to none |
| You’ll never know my name |
| You’ll never meet your son |
| Your seed is mine and mine alone |
| In death this deed be sickly done |
| See that big old god up there? |
| Well he don’t see me… he don’t see me |