Uncanny Island

Lyrics

Uncanny Island, flickering asylum Strange to me, and ordinary Girt by the ocean, property of ghosts - From dreams of violence Wakening to silence They are born to rule you, like base desires school you Indian miner wants to get to China (through a wide and open Wide and open wound) I don't recognise you Though you comport almost the same There's something crook in how you Fix me with your smile Just a little bit insane What's the point of having all this hand If you cannot wield the blade? History is made by those who undеrstand If you don't slash and burn you fade Uncanny Island, Uncanny Island I don't recognise thе sound anymore Though you call the same old game There's something rubbish in the sound of your voice Something rabid, something lame What's the point of all this pliant earth If one cannot make it pay? From the valley of the Tarkine To the basin of Galilee They are born to rule you, like base desires school you And so perverse continue down that shaft To find your uncanny self Uncanny Island, Uncanny Island