Lyrics to Sunken Lungs
What breath it takes the tide
Is it from
Your sunken hollow lungs
That the bones may gather
At the depths
An organ for the ghastly of songs
A vessel
For the damned
Adrift on a sunless sea

On a sunless sea

Whisper on white tongues
Of foam
To me of days I've lost
To the dreadful night
& the heart of darkness
That draws its children so tight
& sets them adrift

Haggard & bent crows keen to the crone
What do the drowned say?
Who man our ships as ghosts
& bend our knees to pray
For a silent & a watery
A watery grave
We bend our knees to pray

What breath it takes the tide
Is it sunken
From your hollow lungs
That the bones
May gather
At the depths
Down below
An organ for the ghastly of songs
A vessel for the damned

Every pilgrim to the depths
Follows a ---
To meet the masters below
Hollowed by time
Wild horses unbound
On white foam
We bend our knees to pray
For silent & watery grave
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