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letra de not ideas about the king but the king himself - drakkar sauna

[verse]
john jacob niles, i am haunted by romance
things in the valley of things yet to be
please come back to live and use your vibrato
to sound out a path the blind can use to return
now the way’s block by an inferno
everything’s on fire and i don’t think it rains
i use your my hands to contemplate it
hiding my face except for my eyes
everyone in the fire pretends their not burning
they just keep digging holes and collecting their pay
sometimes before a figure collapses
as they begin to smoke they point at the sky

[instrumental refrain]

[verse]
my father is one of the engineers
(i don’t know which one but my mother should)
to help build a lake in oklahoma
with a thousand boats sank there they set them both on fire
another old man, no relation to me
climbed up on a roof to look at the moon
the subtlety of her form was terrible to me
he threw himself off the roof though it was only two floors

[instrumental refrain]

[verse]
i’m only three miles from the place i was brought up
i’m only six feet from the spot where i’ll die
the people around me are blistered and hidden
there’s blood on the ground but i don’t think it’s mine
my eyes cannot focus for the strain i put on them
there’s a litter of smoke like dogs in the sky
the canon established overlooking the valley
pointing at the moon, though i am not sure why

[refrain]
the king is not dead, he is just made immortal
so is his crown, he continues to lead
the king made immortal has human eyes
that he took from his daughter so he could continue to see

[verse]
by sheer force of will i will be here tomorrow
i won’t go anywhere there’s no reason to stay
the moons yellow light is neither subtle nor brutal
but a patient reflection of the inferno to come
the sun is the same as his daughter, the moon
neither admits it but both are ashamed
i’m as far from the one as i can be without freezing
and as close to the other as is possible now
the land in the winter is festooned with rockets
they won’t leave for me, though i am sure i am next
they are not a judgement though i am sure i am righteous
their corduroy shoulders, and the scepter of same
slouching towards something in the direction we came

[refrain]
king’s eyes renew like his other children
his daughter without eyes sits here next to me
the king is not dead, he is just made immortal
so is his crown, he continues to lead

- drakkar sauna

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