The Doktor - A Festus the Leechlord Song

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Lyrics:

Oh, step right up, my patients dear,
Doktor Festus is right here!
With bubbling flasks and sawbones sharp,
I’ll fix you wrong, I’ll cure you right!

A pinch of slime, a leech or two,
A rattle in your chest will do,
Come drink, come taste, don’t be afraid—
In Grandfather’s name, new life is made!

La-la-la! The Doktor sings!
Of boils and blight, of wondrous things!
With every cough, with every sore,
The Garden grows forevermore!
Oh, fecund life! Oh, blissful plague!
A thousand tiny lives! A thousand horrid deaths!

I once wore white, so neat, so clean, (bleh)
A healer proud, with a noble dream,
But flesh is weak, and truth is kind—
Decay is sweetest when refined!

Now Nordland’s halls are mine to claim,
Each hospice rings with Nurgle’s name!
The pox, the flux, the ghoulpox too,
I gift them all with love to all of you!

La-la-la! The Doktor sings!
Of boils and blight, of wondrous things!
With every cough, with every sore,
The Garden grows forevermore!
Oh, fecund life! Oh, blissful plague!
A thousand tiny lives! A thousand horrid deaths!

Stir the cauldron, thick and hot,
Pour it in, it cures the lot!
A cure for death, a cure for strife,
A cure that gifts eternal life!

La-la-la! The Doktor sings!
Of boils and blight, of wondrous things!
With every cough, with every sore,
The Garden grows forevermore!
Oh, fecund life! Oh, blissful plague!
A thousand tiny lives! A thousand horrid deaths!

La-la-la! The Doktor sings!
Of pustules ripe and buzzing wings!
A joyful plague, a festering cheer,
The Doktor’s love is always near!
Oh, fecund life! Oh, blissful plague!
A thousand tiny lives! A thousand horrid deaths!

So lift your cup, and drink it down,
A gift of green, a gift of brown,
For in each sore, each blessed breath—
I bring you life through lovely… death!

Death!