Under the Board

Under the Board Lyrics

Song Under the Board
Artist Stormlord
Album The Gorgon Cult
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[00:55.000] There is a house in London
[00:57.000] Where even in winter time
[01:01.000] The windows are always open wide
[01:08.000] There is a house in London
[01:11.000] Where incense burns at all hours
[01:15.000] Concealing a much less pleasant smell
[01:21.000] A sour stench that mingles with
[01:32.000] The scent of burning oil
[02:29.000] There in Melrose Avenue
[02:33.000] So many guests come and go
[02:36.000] Some come to stay
[02:40.000] Some of the guests come to stay
[02:43.000] At one hundred ninety five
[02:46.000] So many people come and go
[02:50.000] But too many guests come to stay
[02:56.000] Neatly lined under the boards of the floor
[03:37.000] Summertime
[03:40.000] The maggots are crawling everywhere
[03:44.000] Smoke can't keep the flies away
[03:48.000] Dennis finds harder to tidy up the house
[04:22.000] Tossing salt upon the rotten flesh
[04:35.000] Wiping it away to rid the bodies of worms
[04:49.000] Extracting bowels, liver, heart, and lungs
[04:55.000] Dissecting corpses, packing limbs and head
[05:02.000] To carry them easily to their funeral pyre
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