Letra de Carry on, King of Carrion

His palace is of skulls
His crown is the last splinter
Of the last vessel...alive

His place is amongst the skulls
His throne is scaffold of bones
Some hang things [?] by his stretcher

Carry on, carry on...

His palace is of skulls
His mode is a river of fangs...
And antlers, and tusks, and needles, and knives, and guns

Carry on, carry on, carry on
You're the king of carrion

Carry on, carry on, carry on
You're the king

His kingdom is empty now
The emptiness of the last cry...
That [wept?] hugely and hopelessly away

Away, away, away

Can't you hear the desert singing?
Carry on, carry on, carry on

Hills, and [?], and mountains ringin'
Carry on, carry on, carry on

Carry on! (x4)