Lyrics
You ve got the lot to burn, is anybody there, no nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
transoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph
Hit the ground, you ve got the lot to burn
These steps keep on growing long, afloat with engines on mute
Counting the toll, these steps keep on growing long Drunkship, at the nape of ruins rust propellers await
Nobody is heard, afloat with engines on mute
Is anybody there, is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs
No nobody is heard, is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs
Is anybody there, rowing sheep smile for the dead
Hit the ground, you ve got the lot to burn
Nobody is heard, nobody is heard, these steps keep on growing long
At the nape of ruins rust propellers await, lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
Upon the exit of signs, nobody is heard rowing sheep smile for the dead
Is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs, counting the toll, bayonet trials rust propellers await
transoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph
counting the toll
counting the toll
Counting the toll, is anybody there
hit the ground
Counting the toll, an antiquated home
You ve got the lot to burn, nobody is heard rowing sheep smile for the dead
Rowing sheep smile for the dead, a shelve of pig smothered cries, hit the ground
No nobody is heard, counting the toll
Hit the ground, tansoceanic depth in this earth
A shelve of pig smotherd cries, a shelve of pig smotherd cries
counting the toll
Hit the ground, rowing sheep smiles for the dead
lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
a shelve of pig smotherd cries
no nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
a shelve of pig smothered cries
An antiquated home, lash of one thousand eye brows clicking, lash of one thousand eye brows clicking
An antiquated home, rowing sheep smile for the dead, afloat with engines on mute
no nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind
rowing sheep smile for the dead
a shelve of pig smothered cries
Lash of one thousand eye brows clicking, nobody is heard rowing sheep smile for the dead, hit the ground
Transoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph, rowing sheep smiles for the dead
Tansoceanic depth in this earth, hit the ground The, these steps keep on growing long
nobody is heard
nobody is heard
hit the ground
hit the ground