Maddest of all bulls
Strongest of warriors
I hail your prowess.
Mother of everything stupid
And child of an insane
I hail your prowess again Jezebel.
Who can please you?
Who can please you Jezebel?
Is it the fools who you never approve?
Or the wise who you choke?
Your path is like the red sea
Unthreadable by anybody coming after you
And your reasoning like Creon of Thebes
You must have your way.
But I know your end afterward
It is damnation, shame and death
Let them who can hear hear
She is an empty rot coconut
And whoever follows her
Of course rots too.
Strongest of warriors
I hail your prowess.
Mother of everything stupid
And child of an insane
I hail your prowess again Jezebel.
Who can please you?
Who can please you Jezebel?
Is it the fools who you never approve?
Or the wise who you choke?
Your path is like the red sea
Unthreadable by anybody coming after you
And your reasoning like Creon of Thebes
You must have your way.
But I know your end afterward
It is damnation, shame and death
Let them who can hear hear
She is an empty rot coconut
And whoever follows her
Of course rots too.
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