Jake Leg

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 it's jaws

Lady

Keep those hounds at bay

Feed me

The fruits of Avalon

The boby's a vessel

The hands find a cure

Flesh is weak

And my lip needs a neal

Weak in the knees

And you're wet on the floor

Ace of Staves

We will dance evermore