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