Monobrow - Capes and Monocles lyrics

Airships abound For the sands are for the weak Wardrobe cases fill the cargo hold As the one-eyed pilot makes his final approach To the Grand Tower of Gla**. The Royal Committee on Obedience Stages yet another a**embly, sitting with hands crossed In the Mighty Chamber of the Suns, with King Oligako Perched atop his thrown, towering above Cascading rows of subordinates Flowing like a waterfall of elite nectar. At once they rise. The mighty solar wind blows capes In the air like flapping flags Large panes of gla** give view of the skyline Draped in thousands upon thousands of layers of gla** All reflecting the rage of the suns upon the weak in the sands. At the exact moment their powerful King gives thanks To The Three A terrifying rumble comes from below The sands begin to rise up, a roar of desperate voices Sing songs of hope and revenge And the sky begins to darken. “Oh Three, You Glorious Three” the caped elite Begin to sing. “Our tithe we give for this life we live Oh Three, You Glorious Three” But it is in fact The Three, the omnipotent Nacarat That lines the sky and blinds the eyes of power and sight For this is the night the heat of the sands climbs the gla** walls.