Rotwurm Lyrics Folklore

Lyrics · 2026-10-16

She Grinds

Written by Kimmo Ihanus.

The background is on the folklore page.

Where three black rivers find their mouth
and the ice-tongue licks the stone
she is seated at the confluence
grinding silence into bone
Fingers worn to pale translucence
on the wheel that brings no peace
three rivers pour their silver nothing
through the gate that won't release

and she grinds

No name survives at the crossing
no flesh endures at the seam
only the maiden eternal
only the grind and the scream

and she grinds
and she grinds

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