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 purging and the screaming. It's milk over matter after all. How long will Wand be gone?