Pitcher 歌词

Searchlight in the forest Illuminates the figures Of two missionaries Hunting for the breath Of the mountaintop As the air gets thinner They begin to notice Pink-needled ferns And mushrooms of a blue flesh Hitherto unknown At the plateau's nearing They come upon a clearing To interrupt the conference Of long-hidden giants Clad in dew Perfume of a phantom Curls into their nostrils Bidding them ascend The crimson-marbled ladder To the lip of the plant Fell into its water They become the spires Of a half-digested Steeple of small rodents Drowned in prayer Tower of death Tower of death Tower of death Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death (tower of death) Tower of death