Текст песни Jezebel's Tripulation

Vendors of love, standing on end End of a world, destiny, adultery I think of you often That woman Jezebel Fear nought my children I shant need the scissors I will gnaw the umbilical cord With my teeth If a God lets us live Should we be faithful? Tears cleave vertically Through space within a drop of water Yeah, Thoth has been busy Hovering over the scribes I will think of you often Yeah, someone slit my throat again That woman Jezebel Cast her into a bed And them that commit adultery With me into great tribulation Jezebel, that woman C'mon and slit my throat again The dogs will eat them all And that woman Jezebel I will think of you often That woman Jezebel