Curse with me
Profane and discreet
Make her move
Cross veins and chamomile

Soft and sweet
Sea salt silver-meat
Buried deep
In crow skin overcoat

Save your breath
This may be the last
There is no novelty here on the earth

O'saviour!
Forever threadbare and faded
 [bad word] and arcane
Curse the day

O'saviour!
There's rot gutted whiskey in ladies
For to ease the pain
Or drown away

Save her!
You've [bad word] all the bones and the cradles
All along the way
Along the way