Up with your turret 
Aren’t we just terrified? 
Shale, screen your worry from what you won’t ever find 

Don’t let it fool you 
Don’t let it fool you…down 
Down’s sitting round, folds in the gown 

Sea and the rock below 
Cocked to the undertow 
Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node 

Wings wouldn’t help you 
Wings wouldn’t help you…down 
Down fills the ground, gravity’s proud 

You barely are blinking 
Wagging your face around 
When’d this just become a mortal home? 

Won’t, won’t, won’t, won’t 

Won’t let you talk me 
Won’t let you talk me…down 
Will pull it taut, nothing let out