Cadejo Negro - Mamaleek

And so the grotesque clowns wander

But unlike the prophets, they squander

In the desert over yonder

And I’ve traveled so long to sit and groan

And I’ve traveled so far to be so alone

And I’ve traveled so long to sit and groan

And I’ve traveled so far to be so alone

Just the drab furniture and the terrible thoughts that led me here

To the middle of an arid desert

One where God erected tall mountains

And once sent His missioned prophets

But now remains only deadly serpents and prickly thicket

Whose backs are beaten by a boiling star

That keeps this circus in town

I tell ya, the clowns are crying along with the children they terrorize

God damn it, God damn it!

Someone tell them the circus caravan left

The circus caravan left

And there’s no more fun to be had

The opportunity to get another bite of the apple

Amid a barren chapel

Where knees once bent for a celestial master

Who would change their forsaken lot

But I know that the desert and the mountains and the fruit and even the clowns

And serpents will bring the truth of my exile

Then finally, the oneiric pestilence will recede into

The shadows of the black cadejo

Sure as poison

Sure as the staff of Moses