How Lester Lost His Wife

[Verse 1] First, there was the fable of the bull Told by the picador Then, an Orwellian raping of a virgin apple core [Hook] An apple core, an apple core, an apple Core, an apple core, an apple [Verse 2] Next, our minds were supping up the horrors That our vicious master's whip Was serving us in rituals, nefariously hip [Hook] Wickedly hip, wickedly hip, wickedly Hip, wickedly hip, wickedly [Bridge] I had to don a disguise to see her Sneaking through the snaking hallways to her chamber I wasn't prepared to encounter the vision Of she and it engaged in defiling of the sacred In an instant, her face became so plaintive And I watched as she transformed into the Black Amaranth The Black Amaranth The Black Amaranth The Black Amaranth [Verse 3] The next morning, I spied In a window framed in brass The story of her condemnation Portrayed in the stained glass [Hook] In the stained glass In the stained glass, in the stained Glass, in the stained glass, in the stained Glass