Cockatrice
๐ต 610 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
๐ ID: 413737
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
[00:16.46] Oh basilisk, oh cockatrice
[00:20.35] The prophet was a child of flesh
[00:23.76] Stolen from the family creche
[00:28.22] And hidden in the wilderness
[00:32.39] A statue on a steepletop
[00:36.33] The prophet's now a man of rock
[00:39.95] The hundred thousand in his flock
[00:44.14] Will gather underneath-a him
[01:04.08] Owen and I walk among the plots
[01:08.44] I'm guided by the slightest touch
[01:12.12] With his fingertips upon my neck
[01:16.24] I'm made to be a marionette
[01:20.40] He asks me how I'd rather go
[01:24.48] To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
[01:28.07] Well I'd rather die painful and alone
[01:32.52] Than be a prophet turned to stone
[01:52.03] So: Owen, Owen protect me
[02:01.22] From a life everlasting
[02:09.81] Owen, Owen protect me
[02:17.69] From a life everlasting
[02:35.71]
[00:20.35] The prophet was a child of flesh
[00:23.76] Stolen from the family creche
[00:28.22] And hidden in the wilderness
[00:32.39] A statue on a steepletop
[00:36.33] The prophet's now a man of rock
[00:39.95] The hundred thousand in his flock
[00:44.14] Will gather underneath-a him
[01:04.08] Owen and I walk among the plots
[01:08.44] I'm guided by the slightest touch
[01:12.12] With his fingertips upon my neck
[01:16.24] I'm made to be a marionette
[01:20.40] He asks me how I'd rather go
[01:24.48] To burn in the fire or freeze with the snow
[01:28.07] Well I'd rather die painful and alone
[01:32.52] Than be a prophet turned to stone
[01:52.03] So: Owen, Owen protect me
[02:01.22] From a life everlasting
[02:09.81] Owen, Owen protect me
[02:17.69] From a life everlasting
[02:35.71]