Despite the seemingly wholesome album title, I can't help but think that there's something ominous about this cover. Look at the man holding the axe; doesn't he seem to be a bit too close to our innocent female friend? Are we witnessing a scene just before he splits her head open like a rotten log, sacrificing her so that our sins may be washed away by the defiled blood of non-believers such as her? Will the vested men try to stop him, or will they cheer him on, their unnatural grins looming eerily as the axe-wielding madman shouts out snatches of gospel tunes while seperating her limbs from her lifeless body, causing her blood to stain the untainted grass of the pasture? We may never know.
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Look at the woman's pants - like she's wearing diapers underneath. The axe isn't the creepiest thing, it's the leering grin on the guy on the left...
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