Ritual Of The Crocodile Men

Figure of a god-like youth
See a figure of a god-like youth
As the oarsmen sweats beneath his crooked armpits
Forget the figure of a god-like youth
As he sweeps his oars through the desolate shores
That belong to the Crocodile men
Yes, they belong to the Crocodile men

Queen Mary standing all alone
A cold Queen Mary standing on her own (on her own)
You can see it in her eyes that it means they'll surely die
Down the river they flow, flow
Youth is a disease that will bring us to our knees
Unless the bodies we excroliate and bleed(da)

Imperator
Ahh he don't wanna play no more
As he reveals his form they are ready to perform
The ritual of the Crocodile man
As he reveals his form they are ready to perform
The ritual of the Crocodile man
As he reveals his form they are ready to perform
The ritual of the Crocodile man

The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile man
The ritual of the Crocodile ma-ah-ah-n

Yeah
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Mcgough, Eoghan Clifford, Johnny James, Thomas Castrey, Thomas Haywood
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