The Stagnant Pool

by Felt

From the album: The Splendour of Fear

Track 5 of 6 on The Splendour of Fear (1984).

Duration: 8:25

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Lyrics for The Stagnant Pool

(The stagnant pool, Like a drowned coffin, Still as a deceased heart, Haunting the ghost of the noble crusader, Who recalls pellucid ice clutching the aching twigs, Never melting, Never a drop to disturb stagnation. Oh they say I'll never win You'll always get beat And like a drop of blood from the Devil's tap I'm dragging the crusader behind Slips purposely down the black hole back to hell Steps purposely down the black hole back to hell [Repeat])

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