Ship On Fire - Zeal & Ardor

I come in the breath of the dead

Bathing in my papa’s blood

Bare-boned and covered in red

Waiting on that evening flood

And I came on a ship on fire

To the seas you call your home

Climbed down from the highest spire

I disappear with the ocean foam

I collect all the things that I need

I collect all the things that I need

I collect all the things that I need

I came in the name of the dead

To bring my neck to the blade

Come down while the tempest’s fled

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

By the woman tied to the grave

I come in the name of the dead

Bathing in my papa’s blood

Bare-boned and covered in red

Waiting on that even in the flood

I came in the name of the dead

To bring my neck to the blade

Come down while the tempest’s fled

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to tied to the grave

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

Nobody waiting on you

You better run, son

Nobody waiting on you

You better run, son

Nobody waiting on you

You better run, son

Nobody waiting on you

You better run

D O R E H

O R I R E

R I N I R

E R I R O

H E R O D

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

Grave

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

Nobody waiting on you

You better run, son

Nobody waiting on you

You better run, son

D O R E H

O R I R E

R I N I R

E R I R O

H E R O D

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

You better run

D O R E H

O R I R E

R I N I R

E R I R O

H E R O D

M I L O N

I R A G O

L A M A L

You better run