The slobber runs from my mouth

I romp, I spit deadly words

And channel all my energy

On your future, on your destiny

My desire carries the vocable far

No shield can fend them off

Wafting over peak and over chasm

Till they topple the crown of scoff

Words become weapons

Vipers I chew

Spitting and spitting

Curses upon you

You suckled the nurturing teat 'til it bled

And then spat out the milk

You've never grown

And killed your siblings

But only moraliser

Will call you moral bilk

I suckled the roots in the deep dark еarth

Remained in furtive wait un-bеguiled

I cocoon the web and sharpen the blade

But only fantasts will call me Voodoo child

Words become weapons

Vipers I chew

Spitting and spitting

Curses upon you

Judge and judgement

My temper does not sue

The justice-hammer crushes

Curses upon you

A heart dies

Yet the magnificence of my deeds will last

As niether life nor death shall break the spell

Through all spheres these words are cast

And sealed they were by the chiming

Of the devil-bell

Words become weapons

Vipers I chew

Spitting and spitting

Curses upon you

Judge and judgement

My temper does not sue

The justice-hammer crushes

Curses upon you