Drink from the leche of sirens

Summon the sailors in town

Strangle the fear of decidingWhich one′s deserving to drown

Engraved in our memory the harm that was done

Our mothers, the witches, they banished and burned

All of our sisters were killed and abused

By sword-swinging men who would always accuse

The worst of a woman who fights for our right

To be where we belong, at the front of the line

Tired of silence and being polite

Your legs turn to shimmering scales in the night

Drink from the leche of sirens

Summon the sailors in town

Strangle the fear of deciding

Which one's deserving to drown

Don′t feel bad when these fuckers all drown

Let them drown, let them drown

Let them drown

Tenderness worn on the skin like a dress

Nurture these men, pull them out of their mess

They steal the resources, destroy all the land

Belittle the power of the feminine hand

The milk from the rivers of every moon

Cradle you tight like you're back in the womb

Bury their souls in a cove by the light

Celestial dip all that ego and pride

Drink from the leche of sirens

Summon the sailors in town

Strangle the fear of deciding

Which one's deserving to drown

Let them drown, let them drown

Let them drown

Nothing wrong with a little havoc

It′s fun when shit hits the fan

So guillotine their heads by shouting

"Cut ′em off," leave waters red

Nothing wrong with a little havoc

It's fun when shit hits the fan

So guillotine their heads by shouting

"Cut ′em off," leave waters red

Drink from the leche of sirens (nothing wrong with a little havoc, it's fun when shit hits the fan)

Summon the sailors in town (so guillotine their heads by shouting, "Cut ′em off," leave waters red)

Strangle the fear of deciding (nothing wrong with a little havoc, it's fun when shit hits the fan)

Which one′s deserving to drown (so guillotine their heads by shouting, "Cut 'em off," leave waters red)

Don't feel bad when these fuckers all drown