Departure Song
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Living in a witch's brew
has brought me so much strife,
but I have learned to be amused
by my awful hell-broth life.
May fifth two-thousand five
I was born the essence of hate,
but all I loathe is being alive—
a slave before Satan's gate.
My creation is no difficult task
but there are a few things you need:
vials of blood and tears in a flask
and one healthy amaranth seed.
This process is certainly no trouble:
not to God, nor to any of you—
but think of the man who must live in a bubble
in a cauldron full of witch's brew.
has brought me so much strife,
but I have learned to be amused
by my awful hell-broth life.
May fifth two-thousand five
I was born the essence of hate,
but all I loathe is being alive—
a slave before Satan's gate.
My creation is no difficult task
but there are a few things you need:
vials of blood and tears in a flask
and one healthy amaranth seed.
This process is certainly no trouble:
not to God, nor to any of you—
but think of the man who must live in a bubble
in a cauldron full of witch's brew.