Metaphysical Cantations

Firework smoke in the valley, it's a working man's day

I'm working

On turning me around

Lifting me out here to be the one that causes affectations

We're searching for

Tanit's tomb

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Firework smoke in the valley, it's a working man's day

Call it what you will, call it master or the echo turning

A both sides of the coin

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

That's it, that's us, hard to pick the winter from the orchard

Gatekeeper, dancing through the arch to mark the other

Wide-eyed, what else? The snapping of the neck of some small creature

Wide-eyed, what else? Each dewdrop found to be an oracle

That's it, that's us, the master or the echo calling

That's it, that's us, it's hard to pick the winter from the orchard

Wide-eyed, what else? The snapping of the neck of some small rabbit

Wide-eyed, what else? The master or the echo calling

We're searching for

Tanit's tomb

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Tell her to come and visit me

Metaphysical cantations

Lifting me up, I see large houses

Large houses, large houses and privateers

Lifting me up I see large houses

Large houses, large houses and privateers

We're searching for

Tanit's tomb