You thought you could just run away…
Make me a cuckold on our wedding day…
Well it’s not that easy to flee from me,
You horrible, faithless, monstrous flea!
I’m coming, it’s time to judge you and your whore
Let’s see you trapped behind the cage door
To be mocked and pelted with burning filth
Everyone will see your sin, from lord to smith
The seas and sails will not preserve the life that’s yours
I’m one of those burning people who soars
Of burning breath, brass wing, iron flank
From your boat, you and your whore I will yank
I’ll erase you from the world’s memory
Turn you to ashes, and to ashes you’ll be
And paint your slattern’s face with flame
The one for this you have to blame?
You, you, you, you, you!
You I will pursue!
Monster, monster, monster, monster!
And when I’m done with you… I’ll homeward wander
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