Pitcher
[Verse 1: Richard Dawson]
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

[Verse 2]
[1:59?]

[Verse 3]
[4:10?]
[Verse 4: Richard Dawson]
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

[Outro: Richard Dawson]
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