Leave this haunted house Leave this haunted heart Take the light from my eyes To guide you in the dark
Ease the words from my lips And carve them into your bones Interpolate into the blanks, For these thoughts are useless alone
Carry me to the southern front Where the crossfire raises hell And let me lie with you on the ****** beach, Among the silent shells
transcription (n.) direct quotation conscription (n.) mandatory military service interpolate (v.) insert edits into a transcript shells (n.) yes, it's a pun :-)