The Bleeder Lyrics

Wake up, go and see the Bleeder
And the lady made him leeches, that's his bride
They'll pull those yipping dogs from within you
Like wailers cleaning monsters from inside
How long, will Wand, be gone?

Thirsty, so are all the skeeters
I forget how everybody can recall
And I forget the purgin' and the screamin'
It's milk over matter after all
How long, will Wand, be gone?

How long, will Wand, be gone?