Lyrics:
and see In the lowlands, nestled in the heat A brier cradle rocks its babe to sleep Its contents watched by Sycorax and Patagon in parallax A foretold
Jester hiding under gabardine Skin cracked, savage son of Sycorax Tide-wrack, Dagon playing alto sax Ascend the ziggurat and conjugate with Ishtar Enkidu
Into the kerosene cabaret darkness Saying "try not to wake up on fire!" Hear the incandescent, infernal crack Of the flaming whip of Sycorax The revenge
fame and cigarettes Sold out the nicotine to Sycorax Not to say I didn't get paid Not to throw it away my friend, not to throw it away Raw hide punched
out, what everybody's mad about There are plenty of bad memories I could live without People haven't been seeing me lately like I'm Sycorax But I'm
and miserable monster, Wants to break down and cry. Should be king of land and sea, Sycorax, she promised me! Prospero, he stole his throne. Took my island for
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