Shell for the Mourning Lyrics

A book to steal,
A heart to peel,
A mind to drag,
Another shell for the mourning,
Some other ship for the journey.

A train to catch,
A dream to trap,
A fog to blame,
Another name for the Quisling,
Oh, I see through your dark disguise.

Another rope for your neck,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick,
I know.

A book to steal,
A heart to peel,
A mind to drag,
Another shell for the mourning,
Some other ship for the journey.

Another heart for my stick,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick,
I know.

Another rope for your neck,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick,
I know.
Another hole for my bullet,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick.

Another rope for your neck,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick,
I know.
Another hole for my bullet,
I know,
The morbid blues are sick,
I know.