Jake leg!
Steal this wine away
Flay me
Underneath the brine
Running away
Through the sick and the pure
«Mind your feet!» lest they firmament tread
Crawl past the soft
Spiraled sinewy teeth
«Soiled dove!» steal the fruit of its jaws
Lady!
Keep those hounds at bay
Feed me
The fruits of Avalon
The body’s a vessel
The hands find a cure
«Flesh is weak!» and my lip needs a meal
Weak in the knees
And you’re wet on the floor
«Ace of staves!» we will dance evermore