Happy Birthday - Current 93

In menstrual night

When red is black

And Christus crawls

From Mary’s crack

Wrapped in tatters

And flailing in mud

Child defiled

With tears and blood

Pigface Christus is born

Pigface Christus is born

In menstrual night

When red is black

And darkness crawls

Out of the crack

Some were born

In fields of mourning

Some were ripped

In fields of rape

Some bowed down

In echoed splendour

All were torn

In fields of tears

Crushed by church

And raped by father

Bled by mother

Torn and tearing

In scarlet playgrounds

On iron railways

Christ’s pale body

Crucifid

Time was

Time is

Time shall b no more

Some with tears

And some with laughter

Some in sadness

All in vain

In fields fresh crippled

The glint of sickles

The scars of sunset

The sund of reaping

You and I

On threshing floors

Lost and losing

Parched and preying

All have numbers

None have names

Here open the gates of heaven

Here open the gates of hell

Time was

Time is

Time shall be no more