20 Bigod - The percent Bog lyrics

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Revealed, underlined in a sudden gust of wind

the profile of a man raises under the moon

uncovered and tiny, overlooking the fen

water meadowland and small shots for the duck

he walks in the mud, moves aside the reeds

no clapping of wings, no motions around,

just a singing wind in an ominous silence...

I'll take you down there, I'll take you

no presence of fowl, the fen is a desert

said a man of poise with a drawling voice

the grounds are alive and the wind has dropped

the fen is awakened and follows the steps

I'll take you down there, I'll take you

See how my tentacles got you under control

you're already caught in the palm of my hand

you're easy to swallow, I'm sucking you back

See how my tentacles got you under control

I'm taking your ankles - you're back into the bog

I'm taking your legs - you're back into the bog

I'm taking your knees - you're back into the bog

I'm taking your hands - you're back into the bog

I'll take you down there, I'll take you

Back into the bog