Текст песни Elixir Mandragora - Clockwork Knotwork

From day to day and village to village
I roam the paths of Terra's infirmed
I come to heal in ways so surreal
And verily I say I'll cure on my terms

So bring me your sick or your barren young maids
Or even a pox ridden son of a whore
I'll brew my elixir of mandrake root
For mine is the tea of both legend and lore

Bring me your sick and diseased
And gone of your ailments you all shall be
Drink up Mandragora to cure all your strifes
It's truly a wonder, I swear on my life!

Will it cure my old warts? Or my boil that squirts?
Will it make it stop burning when I have to pee?
Will it bring a dear child to my barren young womb?
For that I will pay any price owed to thee

Yes! Yes! And Yes! Once again!
For these are mere trifles for my blessed tea
And you my sweet rose your blossom will grow
With life and with love if you come now with me

Bring me your sick and diseased
And gone of your ailments you all shall be
Drink up Mandragora to cure all your strifes
It's truly a wonder, I swear on my life!

One gold, ten silver or hundred cop' coins
Will buy Mandragora and you'll live carefree
I'll take one! I'll take two! My purchase is three!
Drink up my good friends, Mandragora for thee!

And for you fair maid I must re-brew the shade
For the bee is attracted to pink petaled sweet
A few spotted spores of cubensis colors
With mandrake, herbs and a black raven's beak!