Dedicated to my son and the modern day Jezebel that tried her best to bring him down. The verses are a series of pity filled limericks, the center section is a barrage of angry splinters.
Lyrics by Greg Mathieson
Illustration by Greg Mathieson (in progress)
Music by Bat Lenny
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Jezebel waits for the sun to go down
Lurks in the shadows when no one's around
Avoiding the light
She lives in the night
By day she's nowhere to be found
Jezebel taps on your window pane
Some say she's crazy some say she's insane
You answer her call
Without flinching at all
And she sucks you down the drain
Caustic words spit from your lips
You poison the air with your lungs
Toxin emits from your fingertips
And venom drips from your tongue
You scatter the demons you hold in your hand
You run with the hounds of Hell
Spreading your spite across the land
How many will fall to your spell?
JEZEBEL!
Jezebel stares through a crack in the fence
Mumbling words that don't make any sense
Deep down inside her
The web of a spider
Thick, dark, and dense
Jezebel stole your joy with skill
With worry and pain the void she will fill
You fall for the lies
She tells with her eyes
Dry as the bitterest pill
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