Cocoon

The Butcher's Wife
I'mma a make you burn, I'mma a make you fume
 Kick your ass back down to your mother's womb
 I'mma blow your tiny brain like a balloon 
Eat your heart up with a table spoon

You'll wake up one day in your shitty bed
 Walking sticks instead of your own two legs 
Cause you taught me love and love's what you get
 I'll be loving you till you end up dead

I'll strip off your clothes, and without a blink
Wash your acid butt down my kitchen sink
 I'mma love you right, I'mma love you sweet 
Till your eyes fall out and your ears bleed

Chorus:

Tempus concha, vita margarita
Aride in arena, extra gurgitem 
Clauditur ianua, aperitur porta
Nunquam  tam cito, nunquam tam sero.

(Time is a clam,  life is a pearl
Dry on the sand, out from the whirl
Closes a door, opens a gate
Never too quick, never too late)

Ave Maria
Ora pro nobis
Mortis nostrae
Amen

(Ave Maria
Pray for us
The mortal souls
Amen)

Then I'll sing the song that my mama sang 
 Watching daddy drown from the river bank 
She sang: 'True love stabs like a butcher's knife
 In the butcher's throat by the butcher's wife'

Cocoon

Annie Trippah (Aitne)

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