Captain of the Gloam by The Cardboard City Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Clam and eggshell
A great white swan
Have you never seen a man grow naked
Sunk in silence
A dead brown clod
In the corner of your selfish celebration

Atop a service of entreaty
To the baron of the foam
With dominion over races
From a far galactic home
It’s a bitter crush of pill
It’s a hop away from gone
Send your servants up the hill
Leave the shadows when you’re done

[Verse 2]
Broken bombshell
A beauty gone
Are you ashamed to see your friends get naked
Coins that choke you
A whirling rod
Carving welts into a screaming nation
Atop a verdict of committee
From the captain of the gloam
With a body count of millions
On the bloody hills of Rome
It’s a task you cannot kill
It’s a cheap disgusting con
Get your motherfucking fill
Leave the carcass to your son