Blood And Soil

The altar covered

in lifegiving cum

the smell of

forever running wet cunts

Flesh and sweat

dancing bare limbs around the fire

the sound of clashing

wet bodies and sighs

Dry throats and warm blood

the rite, the collecting of sperm

and milk from young breasts

Lust instead of Gods

on the altar of masturbating

fuckin' human flesh

Wet limbs lie down

to dry in the wind

sumbols painted with blood

on bare skin

Earth now nourished

with milk and with cum

celebration of nature

is done

Come sun and gentle rain

our gift is made

so that the soil can give birth

The sead and milk remains

in the domains of the deep womb

of mother Earth