Black Pasty

@UC3yaIkFctyesPxkZngTYQaQ - 24 subscribers

'Tis midnight and the sky is filthy with bovine ichor. A miasma so beefily tainted one might mop up the ether with a crusted slice, to gnaw 'pon, whilst giggling feverishly of where secret and ill formed mounds may lie. 'Tis an eve akin to this when one might stumble, suddenly ravening for the taste of raw suet, into a horror sodden graveyard and gaze, through cracked and glaring eyes, into that hell lit abyss, 'pon that which the less sage may call 'the heavens'. There, scalded 'pon that great expanse, is a bizarre and eldritch symbol that blazes from the spire of a geometry defiling mausoleum. Tis then ye lose thy mind and thine lobes trickle from thy proboscis in a manner akin to the ruptured contents of a boiled dog... For it is then thee realise the truth of what comes! 'Tis then ye know thee art damned. If ye like this why not try... soundcloud.com/houseofgubbins and/or youtube.com/user/Yarrowort