Up with your turret
Aren´t we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won´t ever find

Don´t let it fool you
Don´t let it fool you...down
Down´s sitting round, folds in the gown

Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow
Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node

Wings wouldn´t help you
Wings wouldn´t help you...down
Down fills the ground, gravity´s proud

You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When´d this just become a mortal home?

Won´t, won´t, won´t, won´t

Won´t let you talk me
Won´t let you talk me…down
Will pull it taut, nothing let out