Cockatrice
๐ต 610 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
๐ ID: 12757413
๐ Lyrics
Oh basilisk, oh cockatrice
The prophet was a child of flesh
Stolen from the family creche
And hidden in the wilderness
A statue on a steepletop
The prophet's now a man of rock
The hundred thousand in his flock
Will gather underneath-a him
Owen and I walk among the plots
I'm guided by the slightest touch
With his fingertips upon my neck
I'm made to be a marionette
He asks me how I'd rather go
To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
Well I'd rather die painful and alone
Than be a prophet turned to stone
So: Owen, Owen protect me
From a life everlasting
Owen, Owen protect me
From a life everlasting
The prophet was a child of flesh
Stolen from the family creche
And hidden in the wilderness
A statue on a steepletop
The prophet's now a man of rock
The hundred thousand in his flock
Will gather underneath-a him
Owen and I walk among the plots
I'm guided by the slightest touch
With his fingertips upon my neck
I'm made to be a marionette
He asks me how I'd rather go
To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
Well I'd rather die painful and alone
Than be a prophet turned to stone
So: Owen, Owen protect me
From a life everlasting
Owen, Owen protect me
From a life everlasting
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.36] Oh basilisk, oh cockatrice
[00:20.32] The prophet was a child of flesh
[00:23.70] Stolen from the family creche
[00:28.25] And hidden in the wilderness
[00:32.31] A statue on a steepletop
[00:36.37] The prophet's now a man of rock
[00:39.92] The hundred thousand in his flock
[00:44.16] Will gather underneath-a him
[01:04.08] Owen and I walk among the plots
[01:08.49] I'm guided by the slightest touch
[01:12.17] With his fingertips upon my neck
[01:16.20] I'm made to be a marionette
[01:20.43] He asks me how I'd rather go
[01:24.41] To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
[01:28.01] Well I'd rather die painful and alone
[01:32.58] Than be a prophet turned to stone
[01:52.00] So: Owen, Owen protect me
[02:01.25] From a life everlasting
[02:09.85] Owen, Owen protect me
[02:17.65] From a life everlasting
[02:35.75]
[00:20.32] The prophet was a child of flesh
[00:23.70] Stolen from the family creche
[00:28.25] And hidden in the wilderness
[00:32.31] A statue on a steepletop
[00:36.37] The prophet's now a man of rock
[00:39.92] The hundred thousand in his flock
[00:44.16] Will gather underneath-a him
[01:04.08] Owen and I walk among the plots
[01:08.49] I'm guided by the slightest touch
[01:12.17] With his fingertips upon my neck
[01:16.20] I'm made to be a marionette
[01:20.43] He asks me how I'd rather go
[01:24.41] To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
[01:28.01] Well I'd rather die painful and alone
[01:32.58] Than be a prophet turned to stone
[01:52.00] So: Owen, Owen protect me
[02:01.25] From a life everlasting
[02:09.85] Owen, Owen protect me
[02:17.65] From a life everlasting
[02:35.75]