Witch Uncle Songtext
von Chore

He gave me books
Bound in bone and vellum
Written in a language he taught me in dreams
Over centuries

Eyes crystalline
Behind a veil of bees
Breathing gasoline for the signal
The pyre that led me home

Dawn sears red
The river is running backward
Acres bleeding dust again
A door yawns wide to nothing
And everything


At night I could see him
Floating through the trees
Scratching at my window
Son of Spoilage
Liege of Winter

I′d glow indigo when I'd hear him coming
Hissing "your mother sleeps, your father is slow
Time to come home"

The choking snow around us
Falling to the ground
The ashes of the family tree

Forked tongue curls over rotting teeth
Spitting curses on the family
Except for me
He took me home