Cult of Luna & Julie Christmas - The Wreck Of S.S. Needle lyrics

The members of his squad grow thick A testament to “get rich quick” No sign of mismatched features Secondary organs from within So on command they open Winding clockwork sirens as they come Scramble the rock face through the glare of morning sun — to run Your time is costlier than fine The wreck of S.S. Needle Simpletons that want all in and Render horror feeble Splinters always hide under the skin From glitter of the pin To brave a friend in battle comes The thimble with his sign You've got to spit to see the shine Let me see you run this gamut blind Your voice, it shakes You smile so dryly Let us see and touch you lightly The moon is so unseemly, bright Cut your hair off Watch all night Splinters always hide under the skin The battle of the thimble and the pin Put me down where I can see you run Your time is costlier than fine The wreck of S.S. Needle Simpletons that want all in and Render horror feeble Knees go down and up in time To sleep in foreign seaswell “Silence while we cross this spine Ring out the warning bell!” You've got to spit to see the shine Let me tell you - run and try to hide Put me down where I can see you run