An Endeavour of Rats Lyrics

Of crooked nose that casts the spell
A wizard of many false names
An unblessed endeavour of poison
A sad and endless history it shames

A viperous treachery coils
Crying for the reprieve of the good
Feigning the tragedies of many
Conjuring the fallacies of blood


The grave hex of their past
Taint the chronicles of old
Visions in faw and defeated pith
Leave only a wasteland of cold

The vile trance of the blackchag
A woman of Hasidic manure
Heaving the gatbage of her magick
Across time and times of inure

The crooked nose cast the spell
An eternal sour tale perhaps
The wicked broth has spoiled
The poisonous endeavour of rats!