The Downfall of Les Innocents by The Bookshop Band Lyrics

Dig the land to make the man in old Versailles, but I will never clear a thing if I were to fall in
Clear the graves to make a way, and all who work will be repaid with money left for purpose by the king

We take the bodies from the soil, before the air begins to spoil, the future will come here in the end
This city has no place for bones, beside the markets, whores and homes, it’s by the church that we have piled them

Downfall at Les Innocents
Decay and wretched stench
But the love and sweet incense
Cleanse the innocent

Set the fire by the walls, and leave the heat to take the souls, where men’s hammers can’t the flames can
There is light along the aisles, and men are running for the sun is coming in everywhere I stand

So I walk in to Versailles, for my year’s money and I, walk against the crowds that come
As they pass I have no doubt, I know more than most about, how, many bones to build a man
How many bones, to build a man?

Downfall at Les Innocents
Decay and wretched stench
But the love and sweet incense
Cleanse the innocent
Downfall at Les Innocents