作词 : Cashmore Black Ships seen last year south of Heaven In their wake Pharaoh stares into the Amentine Night And gives us a ghost and wraps it in gold A thousand years is nothing Two thousand years still less And it shone that We are all Pharaohs In our hearts The double crown Eats double portions And gobbles the soul Whilst doing tricks For deadeyed camels Who are trotting blearily along The highway made of bells Black Ships of dark And latched with politeness That makes this frenzy at home That you call World War 3 And I called it ******** There are liars who I know they are liars And the big pot boils With centuries of conspiracy And cabbages and kings Who have had their cake and ate it With another head parallel to the one they knew It fed Big Moloch and pacified Azrael And joyed up Samael (lucky lackeys) With a knack for cracking the heart of the party And killing the laughter with frosty fire It's Samael time The hoedown is heavy on Bumble Bee Terrace The frisky piskies sitting on toads The Godfish are eating pies of eyes And gills turn out cornwakes to clap their hands As the fiance's passing Peace to those who have genitalised Kingdom This is not their cabbage patch Get out and save your souls There is too much to take from the bubbles That lined the Milky Way with terror Fourteen years ago to this day Bighead has eaten Dustface Dustface barks back and the crowflies flee Who was that wasting twilight? Oh well I? I hopscotched their eyes with Lightning Jack Bloodface waits for me in the distance with his mother It's time for sea! The Eucharist waits Immaculate in incomprehensible paradox The piping hot tea The slaughtering giddy moons The broken crown corroded with moths How many horses were killed this year by human sick? The ponies are made into sleighs for demons (I call them Bonesledge!) Equine motion murderer Christ Mass What bound these together I saw at last at seven His years as breath his teeth as walls his eyes as colours Oh! Such beauty beyond what I dreamt Black Ships seem far away I wait for the news and pray in my pyjamas Tonguface says to Bloodface "Stop the Ships! Stop the Ships!" Their prows hover into view They gobble the Pleiades before lunch At this rage they will devour the sky And Coptic Cats will sleep in fear Of the foam and froth That so hated the world They devoured His Only Begotten Son Stop the Ships Stop the Ships And stop the Ships
作词 : Cashmore Black Ships seen last year south of Heaven In their wake Pharaoh stares into the Amentine Night And gives us a ghost and wraps it in gold A thousand years is nothing Two thousand years still less And it shone that We are all Pharaohs In our hearts The double crown Eats double portions And gobbles the soul Whilst doing tricks For deadeyed camels Who are trotting blearily along The highway made of bells Black Ships of dark And latched with politeness That makes this frenzy at home That you call World War 3 And I called it ******** There are liars who I know they are liars And the big pot boils With centuries of conspiracy And cabbages and kings Who have had their cake and ate it With another head parallel to the one they knew It fed Big Moloch and pacified Azrael And joyed up Samael (lucky lackeys) With a knack for cracking the heart of the party And killing the laughter with frosty fire It's Samael time The hoedown is heavy on Bumble Bee Terrace The frisky piskies sitting on toads The Godfish are eating pies of eyes And gills turn out cornwakes to clap their hands As the fiance's passing Peace to those who have genitalised Kingdom This is not their cabbage patch Get out and save your souls There is too much to take from the bubbles That lined the Milky Way with terror Fourteen years ago to this day Bighead has eaten Dustface Dustface barks back and the crowflies flee Who was that wasting twilight? Oh well I? I hopscotched their eyes with Lightning Jack Bloodface waits for me in the distance with his mother It's time for sea! The Eucharist waits Immaculate in incomprehensible paradox The piping hot tea The slaughtering giddy moons The broken crown corroded with moths How many horses were killed this year by human sick? The ponies are made into sleighs for demons (I call them Bonesledge!) Equine motion murderer Christ Mass What bound these together I saw at last at seven His years as breath his teeth as walls his eyes as colours Oh! Such beauty beyond what I dreamt Black Ships seem far away I wait for the news and pray in my pyjamas Tonguface says to Bloodface "Stop the Ships! Stop the Ships!" Their prows hover into view They gobble the Pleiades before lunch At this rage they will devour the sky And Coptic Cats will sleep in fear Of the foam and froth That so hated the world They devoured His Only Begotten Son Stop the Ships Stop the Ships And stop the Ships
