CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Drunkship of Lanterns (Unfinished Original Recordings Of De-Loused In The Comatorium)

You've got the lot to burn
A shelve of pig-smothered cries
Is there a spirit that spits
Good at bloating time?
Is anybody there?
These steps keep on growing on
Bayonet trials
Rust propellers await

Oh, nobody will know
Rowing sheep smiles for the dead
Nobody is heard

An antiquated home
Afloat with engines on mute
Sui generis train spined around the yard
Is anybody there?
These craft only multiply
At the nape of ruins
Rust propellers await

No, nobody is heard
Compass wilting in the wind
(kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod)
Nobody will know
Rowing sheep smile for thе dead
(kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod)
Trans-oceanic depths in this еarth
In this cenotaph
(kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod)

Lash of a thousand eye-brows clicking
Counting the toll, counting the toll

You've got the lot to burn
A shelve of pig-smothered cries
Is there a spirit that spits
Upon the exit of signs?
Is anybody there?
These steps keep on growing long
Bayonet trials
Rust propellers await

No, nobody will know
Compass wilting in the wind
(kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod)
Nobody is heard
Rowing sheep smile for the dead
(kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod, kcab nrut t'nod)
Trans-oceanic depths in the earth
In this cenotaph

Carpal jets hit the ground
Carpal jets hit the ground
Carpal jets hit the ground, yeah
Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
Counting the toll, counting the toll
Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking
Counting the toll, counting the toll
Counting the toll, counting the toll