The Broadsword

from by Sons of Perdition



Hear us sing so sweetly from the cloistered vents and shafts. Up through the throat of the Broadsword Hotel. As smoke whispers through a chimney, as blood hums in a vein, we call out your precious name. We smell your breath as it tumbles down hollow corridors. We ache at the music of your feet through the endless cruel levels of the Broadsword Hotel. Our faces to the grill, cold metal on our tongues, dreaming of your heart and lungs. We want you on our lips and in our mouths. Running down our throats in hot gobbets of flesh. We want you clinging beneath our nails. Your fat smeared on eager faces, clotted on our sexless hips as we peel off your flesh in strips. Oh yes....


from Gathered Blood, released September 16, 2016



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Sons of Perdition Austin, Texas

Sons of Perdition are Zebulon Whatley, Simon Broke, Lacy Rose, and Alex Hardie. They play gloomy songs. The band is spread out across the world but centered in Austin, Texas.

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