Drangey Consecrated

Prowling giants cross the fjord
Turn to stone when faced with the sunrise
Jagged cliffs jut skyward
Home to puffin, guillemot, raven

Fearless men descend the cliffs
Severed ropes send them to their maker
Whether threadbare or intact
Fate provides the same consequences

Torn apart while plunging
To a watery grave in the ocean
Every bone is broken
Dashed upon the jagged rocks of Drangey
Torn apart while plunging
To a watery grave in the ocean
Every bone is broken
Dashed upon the jagged rocks of Drangey

I will come and consecrate
This cursed island
Rid this cliff of malevolent forces
Send me down to consecrate
This cursed cliff face
Lower me and bring the holy water

Threads away from plunging
To a watery grave in the ocean
Hasty consecration
Dangled from the jagged rocks of Drangey

Wretched hand, get thee away
Haul me up swiftly
Save me from this hairy-handed bastard

Prowling hunters scale the cliffs
Fell to sea when faced with the knife edge
Jagged cliffs jut skyward
Home to puffin, guillemot, raven

I see a rope
I see a man and then I
Reach for my knife
Clasped in my hairy fingers
I try to cut
One strand, two strands
Who do you think you are?
The wicked need a place of their own too
I see a rope (I see a rope)
I see a man and then I (Man and then I)
Reach for my knife (Reach for my knife)
Clasped in my hairy fingers (Hairy fingers)
I try to cut (I try to cut)
One strand, two strands (One strand, two strands)
Who do you think you are?
The wicked need a place of their own too

The birds collect on heathen ground
The birds collect on heathen ground
On heathen ground



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin James Standage, Peter Fraser, Alan Booth
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