We looked at one another Through the smoke Through the growing dark (May) the devil take the hindmost
Aye - an unseen thing stood And cried upon the decks Through planks of groaning wood Right above our heads And scrubbed at the woodwork
Now take the pipe right from your mouth! At outmost tension - listen! Crouch! Be aware of horrid powers! Few moments seem like endless hours
With sheer destructive urge A many-flapped thing strives The thing that made search - Like raw flesh - but it was alive
Secure the fastening, aye! Brace yourselves! There's more to it than meets the eyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
