Letra da Música: II - The Decemberists

damn your ankles and eyes wide
from you fingernails to your ponytails too.
king of the insects and the m-5
over charlemagne in a motorcade too.

and baby needs a new prize
baby needs a new and shiny prize.

in this place called heavenly
you were born here.
this place called heavenly
you were born here.
you were born here.

and now all the marchers descend from high
i will dedicate all of my awakenings to this.

and damn all the angles that opress my sight
i will bleed your heart through a samovar soon.

in this place called heavenly
you were born here.
this place called heavenly
you were born here.
you were born here.