First you must capture a toad For the extraction of alchemical contents Obviously, it must be skinned And pinned to an ant hill's entrance
When the remains are finally dry Waiting in your pocket for the harvest Plunge them into a stream One bone will float the farthest
Possessed by the shadow of a presence As you run stumbling through the valley Til at last you make your grasp For glory or for folly
At the stroke of the witching hour Crush the relic in a bowl Imbued by the snorting of the powder With a gift of bestial control
The noble are launched from their horses Snapping their necks on the rocks Serpents slither up maidens thighs Visibly wet through their frocks
Now harness three toads to a toad [?] Let them run free with their chariot Across the crops never to grow again A curse they'll never forget
A toad man should spread his mischief Til every woman and child is crying And every man lies dead on the ground Without a reason for dying
If true wickedness lies in your heart As in this foul incantation Obey these few simple rules Of toad man initation Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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