Knives and Teeth Songtext
von Bushwhacker

Cold winds slither up our spines
Cold sands hiss and intertwine
Endless reaching charcoal sky
Ageless cosmic crimson eye
Watches as we draw our knives
Cautious as we spill our life′s blood
Sobek's blood
Sobek′s sacred hawthoria, Oh
Ancient panacea, Oh!
The ritual invokes the will to power, Oh

Obsidian, ophidian
Knives and teeth
Tearing through my skin
Fill my body, fill my brain
With unbound fury
Immune to pain

Sobek! Sobek! Sobek! Sobek!


He Who Makes The Herbage Green
Opens eyes to the unseen
The teeth that sink into your soul
To pull you down and swallow whole
The teeth that sink
Into your soul
To pull you down
And swallow whole
White-Toothed One
Green of Plume
Destroyer
We bow to you

He Who Makes The Herbage Green
Opens eyes to the unseen
Within this realm of blood and flesh
Amorphous visions coalesce
The teeth that sink
Into your soul
To pull you down
And swallow whole
White-Toothed One
Green of Plume
Destroyer
We bow to you