Wake to the creaks and groans 
Of the motors and the masts 
On the sovereign sea 

Trinkets of shrieking bone 
Tainted tokens of a past  [bad word] to trouble me 

Out of time I [bad word] 
As [bad word] out of time 
Storming forth I return from the nothing 
I am back to reclaim what’s mine 

Cast into darkest voids 
Ever waiting for the chime 
Of the hand at two 
Clots of a heart destroyed 
Circulating in the blind 
As they stand with you 

Out of time I [bad word] 
As [bad word] out of time 
Storming forth I return from the nothing 
I am back to reclaim what’s mine 

Keep the clocks [bad word] 
Keep every hammer [bad word] 
Time will open the doors 
Keep the clocks [bad word] 
Keep every hammer [bad word] 
 [bad word] back to the fore 
Set the wheels [bad word] back to the fore 

Clockworks click and they clink within 
Locks and riddles of rings will spin 
Cogwheels linking the springs and pins 
The walls are closing in 

And I have been to some bad, bad places 
Taken gifts at the darkest shrines 
I have seen despair in the saddest faces 
Now I’m back to reclaim what’s mine 

Keep the clocks [bad word] 
Keep every hammer [bad word] 
Time will open the doors 
Keep the clocks [bad word] 
Keep every hammer [bad word] 
 [bad word] back to the fore 
Set the wheels [bad word] back to the fore 

There’s a whalesong drifting over the shores 
Set the wheels [bad word] back to the fore