Dusty hounds are made up when they know
Rusting crowns are made up of ancient gold
They creep then they slaughter
They creep then they slaughter
Crusty sounds are made up when they go
Crusty sounds they spread out when they blow
They creep in the waters
They creep then they water
What you thought was innocent
Does not make much sense, now to you
What you thought was in your head
Does not make much sense now to you
(don't you call me, darling, darling)
I doubt, they'll creep back up on you
Must we find an other place to go
Must we find an other field to hoe
They creep then they slaughter
T'was sweet but they caught us
What you thought was innocent
Does not make much sense, now to you
What you thought was in your head
Does not make much sense now to you
(don't you call me, darling, darling)
Oooouu I doubted...
They'll creep back up on you
Dusty hounds are made up when they know
Rusting crowns are made up of ancient gold
They creep then they slaughter