Just drifting through these days
Unhappy and drowning in that
With my back to the wall and face to the demon
In hindsight I acted up a heamen
Put in the butter, the sugar, the cinnamon spice
A couple of nuts, fruits and rice
Some vanilla and yes that’s right
Just a dash of chili pepper
And oh, to share the things I’m doing now with you
And oh, to share the people I’m loving low with you
And oh, to share the feelings I’m feeling now with you
Instead of being laughed at from behind
And being badly hurt
Wet tears clinging to my fingertips
Syrup drooping down my lips like blood
You stole those years from me
You stole all happiness from me
Now, nothing to loose
The recipe has a taste of bitterness
And you
Damn you, I wish you the worst
For you have known me best and personal
And you didn’t care to hear my side
Damn you, damn you, damn you
To the depths of Tartarus

And on that day my life would come to a sudden change
I either sacrifice my pride or become the fiend in the eyes of the people
For standing up for myself and not choosing to die in vain
Which was the ultimate sin to me that day
So I chose my pride, but I tricked myself and ended up looking death straight into the eyes
Because they sacrificed me like the witch I was
Burned at the stake for not biting down the snake skin of the siren
Yes burn the witches, let them burn let them burn until those crimes are eternally forgotten
and then spit on their ashes and sit on their graves and make the public laugh instead of crying
And drown the power of their spirits and fill their lungs with soot
So that they may never shout out the truth

So go the witches
And bring it up in yourself
To capture them in their most vulnerable
To tear out their throats so they may never speak about their maltreatment
And watch them choke on their own blood and their tears
And look away as soon as they start trembling
And the following days, the weeks the months, I couldn’t breathe
And they looked away
In the choking I drowned and in the drowning of ness I saw of a dozen of people dragging this fish out of water
They were gleaming with pride as the fish almost died beneath their feet
They didn’t care for its choke and jumps and thrives
And though the fish was their goal, their pride and soul, it didn’t matter what happened to it after
But in the end that fish still has grown lungs and crawled away from that terrible manner
But how can it ever forget and ever keep on living without any worry and resentment,
As now, with just lungs and no gills it can’t go back to its old life
And for the rest of its life it just took one fateful day and the people of ness watching it all happen
And for the rest of its life, it won’t know why this had to happen
And the witches and the fishes together just wish
They just wish their fate wasn’t so pointless
They just wish their fate wasn’t so delirious