Mariners at Perdition's Lighthouse
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โฑ๏ธ 7:45 duration
๐ ID: 4408064
๐ Lyrics
Mariners at Perdition's lighthouse
With bludgeoning smog raised
From slumber, to yet more grinding hours
Discord's in the deep
Immiscible holy oil
A glass of tar to a drowning man
Welding soul and iron, the shipyards
Will make arsenic eaters of us all
Swallowing blight to bear its burden
Broken mariners, building
Arks from whale's rusted ribs
Stolen ores from slaves a world away
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
They, the crucified, on ferrous beams
Rivets pounding into arthritic palms
And a thousand years of cruel, ringed fingers
Grasping in earnest at saline rags
O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
To lightning coils at the beacon's head
As infants to scale the peaks of refuse
To scrape the last threads of life
The pitiful dregs of flesh that cling
To bones cast off from Zion
O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
A verse for an onerous dawn
An aria in an oppressive key
Atonal ringing in their sodden void
They see the lecherous twilight, that
Daily, caresses the sanctimonious
The voluptuous paunch of the pious
Who gorge on doubt and faltering faith
Who sell their extortions as sins forgiven
And crack every bone for the marrow
To elucidate the thought of industriarchs
And to set their gears a-churning
Innumerous days spent
Dredging the catarrh
From the larynx of the Clyde
The strings of its voicebox
Bind Hephaestus by his hair
Club-foot cripple
Caught in cacophonies a-pounding
Crucified on ferrous beams
With rivets in his palms
Spines under lock
Binding the aberrant and the orthodox
Spiral staircase, sickly pale
As pretty as syphilis
There's no vindicating this
Give me strength!
Give me strength!
With bludgeoning smog raised
From slumber, to yet more grinding hours
Discord's in the deep
Immiscible holy oil
A glass of tar to a drowning man
Welding soul and iron, the shipyards
Will make arsenic eaters of us all
Swallowing blight to bear its burden
Broken mariners, building
Arks from whale's rusted ribs
Stolen ores from slaves a world away
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
They, the crucified, on ferrous beams
Rivets pounding into arthritic palms
And a thousand years of cruel, ringed fingers
Grasping in earnest at saline rags
O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
To lightning coils at the beacon's head
As infants to scale the peaks of refuse
To scrape the last threads of life
The pitiful dregs of flesh that cling
To bones cast off from Zion
O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
A verse for an onerous dawn
An aria in an oppressive key
Atonal ringing in their sodden void
They see the lecherous twilight, that
Daily, caresses the sanctimonious
The voluptuous paunch of the pious
Who gorge on doubt and faltering faith
Who sell their extortions as sins forgiven
And crack every bone for the marrow
To elucidate the thought of industriarchs
And to set their gears a-churning
Innumerous days spent
Dredging the catarrh
From the larynx of the Clyde
The strings of its voicebox
Bind Hephaestus by his hair
Club-foot cripple
Caught in cacophonies a-pounding
Crucified on ferrous beams
With rivets in his palms
Spines under lock
Binding the aberrant and the orthodox
Spiral staircase, sickly pale
As pretty as syphilis
There's no vindicating this
Give me strength!
Give me strength!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:41.44] Mariners at Perdition's lighthouse
[00:45.79] With bludgeoning smog raised
[00:48.29] From slumber, to yet more grinding hours
[00:55.83] Discord's in the deep
[00:59.10] Immiscible holy oil
[01:03.06] A glass of tar to a drowning man
[01:10.19] Welding soul and iron, the shipyards
[01:13.58] Will make arsenic eaters of us all
[01:17.40] Swallowing blight to bear its burden
[01:25.04] Broken mariners, building
[01:27.90] Arks from whale's rusted ribs
[01:31.61] Stolen ores from slaves a world away
[01:35.81]
[02:31.29] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:34.92] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:38.72] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:42.51] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:46.34] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:50.06] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:54.40] They, the crucified, on ferrous beams
[02:58.12] Rivets pounding into arthritic palms
[03:02.12] And a thousand years of cruel, ringed fingers
[03:05.45] Grasping in earnest at saline rags
[03:09.42] O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
[03:13.36] To lightning coils at the beacon's head
[03:17.00] As infants to scale the peaks of refuse
[03:20.19] To scrape the last threads of life
[03:23.25] The pitiful dregs of flesh that cling
[03:27.78] To bones cast off from Zion
[03:32.39] O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
[03:36.25] A verse for an onerous dawn
[03:40.04] An aria in an oppressive key
[03:43.84] Atonal ringing in their sodden void
[03:46.99]
[04:03.34] They see the lecherous twilight, that
[04:10.94] Daily, caresses the sanctimonious
[04:18.58] The voluptuous paunch of the pious
[04:25.55] Who gorge on doubt and faltering faith
[04:33.51] Who sell their extortions as sins forgiven
[04:40.97] And crack every bone for the marrow
[04:48.70]
[05:03.33] To elucidate the thought of industriarchs
[05:10.82] And to set their gears a-churning
[05:16.14] Innumerous days spent
[05:18.26] Dredging the catarrh
[05:21.47] From the larynx of the Clyde
[05:25.69] The strings of its voicebox
[05:28.48] Bind Hephaestus by his hair
[05:33.02] Club-foot cripple
[05:34.82] Caught in cacophonies a-pounding
[05:39.78] Crucified on ferrous beams
[05:42.88] With rivets in his palms
[05:48.08]
[06:45.00] Spines under lock
[06:48.60] Binding the aberrant and the orthodox
[06:52.86] Spiral staircase, sickly pale
[07:00.33] As pretty as syphilis
[07:03.76] There's no vindicating this
[07:10.32] Give me strength!
[07:24.55] Give me strength!
[07:29.65]
[00:45.79] With bludgeoning smog raised
[00:48.29] From slumber, to yet more grinding hours
[00:55.83] Discord's in the deep
[00:59.10] Immiscible holy oil
[01:03.06] A glass of tar to a drowning man
[01:10.19] Welding soul and iron, the shipyards
[01:13.58] Will make arsenic eaters of us all
[01:17.40] Swallowing blight to bear its burden
[01:25.04] Broken mariners, building
[01:27.90] Arks from whale's rusted ribs
[01:31.61] Stolen ores from slaves a world away
[01:35.81]
[02:31.29] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:34.92] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:38.72] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:42.51] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:46.34] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:50.06] As pretty as syphilis; there's no vindicating this
[02:54.40] They, the crucified, on ferrous beams
[02:58.12] Rivets pounding into arthritic palms
[03:02.12] And a thousand years of cruel, ringed fingers
[03:05.45] Grasping in earnest at saline rags
[03:09.42] O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
[03:13.36] To lightning coils at the beacon's head
[03:17.00] As infants to scale the peaks of refuse
[03:20.19] To scrape the last threads of life
[03:23.25] The pitiful dregs of flesh that cling
[03:27.78] To bones cast off from Zion
[03:32.39] O, Morningstar! Sing in dissonance
[03:36.25] A verse for an onerous dawn
[03:40.04] An aria in an oppressive key
[03:43.84] Atonal ringing in their sodden void
[03:46.99]
[04:03.34] They see the lecherous twilight, that
[04:10.94] Daily, caresses the sanctimonious
[04:18.58] The voluptuous paunch of the pious
[04:25.55] Who gorge on doubt and faltering faith
[04:33.51] Who sell their extortions as sins forgiven
[04:40.97] And crack every bone for the marrow
[04:48.70]
[05:03.33] To elucidate the thought of industriarchs
[05:10.82] And to set their gears a-churning
[05:16.14] Innumerous days spent
[05:18.26] Dredging the catarrh
[05:21.47] From the larynx of the Clyde
[05:25.69] The strings of its voicebox
[05:28.48] Bind Hephaestus by his hair
[05:33.02] Club-foot cripple
[05:34.82] Caught in cacophonies a-pounding
[05:39.78] Crucified on ferrous beams
[05:42.88] With rivets in his palms
[05:48.08]
[06:45.00] Spines under lock
[06:48.60] Binding the aberrant and the orthodox
[06:52.86] Spiral staircase, sickly pale
[07:00.33] As pretty as syphilis
[07:03.76] There's no vindicating this
[07:10.32] Give me strength!
[07:24.55] Give me strength!
[07:29.65]