Calling the haunting away
Spit in the lake where you lay

And I curve you around
And I curve you around

Drawn across your face
I will kill your name
Forked across your frame
And it drowned

Sworn in a burrowing grave
Born in a brotherly shape

And I curve you around
And I curve you around

Drawn across your face
I will kill your name
Forked across your frame
And it drowned

And I pour until nothing's left
And I pour until nothing's left

Oh contour, you're bored of us now
Oh contour, you're bored of us now