Up with your turret,
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find.
Don't let it fool you,
Don't let it fool you,
Down,
Dancing round, folds in the gown.
Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow,
Bones, blood and teeth erode, they will be crashing low.
Wings wouldn't help you,
Wings wouldn't help you,
Down,
Down towards the ground, gravity smiled.
You barely are blinking,
Wagging your face around,
When'd this just become a mortal home?
Won't, won't, won't, won't,
Won't let you talk me,
Won't let you talk me
Down,
Will pull it taut, nothing let out.