No horizon is obscured by the clouds

Settlements make nary a sound

And there were black birds singing and fish floating on the sea

While the bells of the buoys all rang in harmony



Bury your treasure, burn your crops

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop



The governor, he been long gone

Anchor dropped on his front lawn

Build a keep and dig a moat

The return of the swollen goat



Can you hear the fife and drums

Barnacles barking at the sun?

Ain't no chance so don't you try

Now everybody got to die



Bury your treasure, burn your crops

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop



We do not desire tributes

We desire information

We seek the worm drink

Who has lately betrayed his nation



Albatross on your neck and a hooker on the shore

Dog-men to the deck, there's a hooker on the

In the wake of the swollen goat

In the wake of the swollen goat



Bury your treasure, burn your crops

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop

Bury your treasure, burn your crops

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop