Sol Invictus - The Cruellest Month lyrics

This indeed is the cruellest month With barbed days to tear and hunt This indeed is the cruellest month Birth days d**h days boom and slump This indeed is the cruellest month Woodland mist and farewell waves This indeed is the cruellest month With hollow laughs and shallow graves This indeed is the cruellest month We swap young limbs for bloody stumps This indeed is the cruellest month The hiss of snakes and governments