It's of an untrue womb I sing
Wherein I find my mother
The untrue womb where all the plagues
Of all the ages gather
I'm sailing on a ship at sea
Far away from fire
I'm staring at the midnight sea
And seeing only fire
It's an untrue womb where bloodlines end
Though every vein runs open
And none may leave the untrue womb
The hymen is unbroken
And only one born in the caul
Can leave the untrue womb, oh
And he makes none to bear his pall
The bloodline goes with him, oh