Mutiny On The Ark Of The Blood Brothers

(álbum: This Adultery Is Ripe - 2000)

The last mariner alive on the ark of the Blood Brothers
Hears the five howls of its haunting
One in the sail when the scales of the oil ocean
The scales of the oil ocean glow pink
One in the cabin for the swollen navels of
Pregnant sirens, the fins on the backs of dead pirates
Three in the lookout tower for the temptation of
Cursed pineapples, the deadly lure of Piano Island

Oh you never know
Oh you never know
The hints of phantom revolt might never ever show
Oh you never know
Oh you never know
The hints of phantom revolt might never ever show

Until you find yourself shaved, poisoned and dismembered
Down the throat of the sea
Raise the fucking flag

Raise the fucking flag. The flag of mutiny
Raise the fucking flag. The flag of mutiny
Raise the fucking flag. The flag of mutiny