Curse with me
Profane and discreet
Make her move

Cross veins and chamomile

Soft and sweet

Seasalt silver-meat
Buried deep
In crowskin overcoat


Save your breath
This may be the last

There is no novelty here on the earth

O'saviour!

Forever threadbare and faded
Drunken and arcane...
Curse the day


O'saviour!
There's rotgutted whiskey in ladies

For to ease the pain...
Or drown away


Save her!
You've crushed all the bones and the cradles
All along the way...

Along the way