Vulvodynia Umthakathi Lyrics
Umthakathi by Vulvodynia
Taking the essence of those I've killed!
Ingredients for my vile concoction
MUTI!
Storing all the blood and guys I've spilled!
Ingredients for my vile concoction!
MUTI!
Knowledge passed down through my tribal elders
I will murder with their guidance sickness overcome through violence!
Fresh eyes plucked from an albino child will cure the blind!
Evil of an alternate kind!
EE EE EE AW AW AW
Running from the witch!
She will find you!
EE EE EE AW AW AW
Running from the witch!
She will find you!
Wondering through the dark of the ghetto
Harvesting souls in the streets of Soweto
Screams of the children bring my blood to a boil!
Questionable acts beyond this mortal coil!
BLEGH!
Finger nails from a new born child
The severed member of an elderly male
The fresh entrails of a newly killed lion
BREE x 30
Let's see what the bones have in store for you tonight!
My secret ingredient in my Muti is the still beating heart of a premature fetus!
[Chris Buttersworth of Crepitation]:
"Wobble, Wobble feces and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble
One Slice of Vomit Cake
In the caldron boil and bake;
Rhino horn and toe of frog
Wool of bat and tongue of dog
Adder's fork and water of bong
Lizard's leg and elephant schlong
For a charm of powerful trouble
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire kuvuthe futhi nawo uqobo uyikhanzi, bubble
Cool ngegazi imfene sika
Khona-ke charm iqinile futhi kuhle
Ngiyi Umthakathi"
Be sure to pick up one of my many flyers!
Do you want a genital enlargement for your ncinyane umthondo?
Ikhanda le msunu ka baba ko!
Bringing a crows head up to the boil
Adding goats testicles and the liver of a virgin child
Drinking the green poison bubbling, rub it in your skin
Make sure to sacrifice your kin
Murder your ex lover too
I am a fucking master at what I do!
Call me a fucking sangoma bitch!
I'll put an endless curse upon you!
Ingredients for my vile concoction
MUTI!
Storing all the blood and guys I've spilled!
Ingredients for my vile concoction!
MUTI!
Knowledge passed down through my tribal elders
I will murder with their guidance sickness overcome through violence!
Fresh eyes plucked from an albino child will cure the blind!
Evil of an alternate kind!
EE EE EE AW AW AW
Running from the witch!
She will find you!
EE EE EE AW AW AW
Running from the witch!
She will find you!
Wondering through the dark of the ghetto
Harvesting souls in the streets of Soweto
Screams of the children bring my blood to a boil!
Questionable acts beyond this mortal coil!
BLEGH!
Finger nails from a new born child
The severed member of an elderly male
The fresh entrails of a newly killed lion
BREE x 30
Let's see what the bones have in store for you tonight!
My secret ingredient in my Muti is the still beating heart of a premature fetus!
[Chris Buttersworth of Crepitation]:
"Wobble, Wobble feces and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble
One Slice of Vomit Cake
In the caldron boil and bake;
Rhino horn and toe of frog
Wool of bat and tongue of dog
Adder's fork and water of bong
Lizard's leg and elephant schlong
For a charm of powerful trouble
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire kuvuthe futhi nawo uqobo uyikhanzi, bubble
Cool ngegazi imfene sika
Khona-ke charm iqinile futhi kuhle
Ngiyi Umthakathi"
Be sure to pick up one of my many flyers!
Do you want a genital enlargement for your ncinyane umthondo?
Ikhanda le msunu ka baba ko!
Bringing a crows head up to the boil
Adding goats testicles and the liver of a virgin child
Drinking the green poison bubbling, rub it in your skin
Make sure to sacrifice your kin
Murder your ex lover too
I am a fucking master at what I do!
Call me a fucking sangoma bitch!
I'll put an endless curse upon you!