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
Fruits of Avalon

The body's a vessel, the hands find a cure
Flesh is weak and my lip needs a meal

Weak in the knees and you're wet on the floor
Ace of staves, we will dance evermore!