Lyrics Sorrowbred -

Sorrowbred

Oh brother
Osiris, sweet lover and lord
I’ll seek out your corpse
Scouring the shorelines in woe;
Promising vengeance on
Self-decreed reaper
Long wailing and hailing discord
'round Nile
Whose waters are teeming
With beasts in the evening
But deathly calm
Revering victims of envy’s scorn
Cursed, cursed souls;
Fate-bound we in throes
Oh love
In thirteen parts
Fourteen made in sibling ire
Live
Regenerate in me
All of the time in grieving forgotten
In one s**ual embrace
Semi-sweet strokes
Draw us close
To grant a son
'Fore second life you’ve been granted’s gone
Grant me a killer to avenge you;
To deal rightful death
A killer to slay kinsman;
To steal living breath