Squelch the Weasel

Squelch the little weasel, crush him before he spawns
Break it to me gently, but with merriment and song
Squelch the little weasel, juice him as he bleeds
Feed him to the many, for thoust their souls shall weep

Sipping of the sun ray, blading in the Earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth
I was just a puppet, until the clouds caved in
Bless me now you are sacred, my flesh betwixt my skin

Sipping of the sun ray, blading in the Earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo
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