كلمات Sefronia -- After Asklepiades After Kafka

Sefronia shook the black cat's bone at me And I was only wax in the spell of fire Oh my coal black sister, When black coal burns it ripens She pried the whip out of her master's hand And lashed at her own skin So she'd be master, how could she know This was just a dream born, Of a new knot in the bullwhip