I'm setting a good example
of sympathy
to every witch burnt at the stake
in history
When I'm blue perhaps it's because
a sea horse just crumbled away
crackling
and if the swan's mood overtakes me
there'll be berserk, gore and violence
so beware inquisitors
I'm about to set an example
of real cruelty
anger,
blessed you are among women
freckled heretic muse fallen into disgrace
you know well fire just blackens, no makes no one pure
come lick my wounds, heal my curse
mesmerize my indigo soul
I shall not survive my birthday
yes, there's a dormant phoenix in me
who's sick of the cycle of death and rebirth
I'd rather be in the womb of every greyness
where a nuclear winter radiates forever'cause if everybody carries a cross
I carry the heaviest of the feathers
melancholy,
blessed you are among women
vixen Magdalene cast into oblivion
you know well fire just blackens, no makes no one pure
come lick my wounds, heal my curse
mesmerize my indigo soul
I shall not survive my birthday
hunt me, hunt me
unleash your stupid fears on me
burn me, burn me
I’m glad to be your so-called witch
