But now it feels like Silvius Brabo has sliced my hand off
and thrown it in the river!
Now I was just doing my job,
my feet sink into the bed of the Scheldt
but now my fingers are reeling about with the fishes
I know I'm not making any sense
(no you're not)
all will be revealed
(well I hope so)
all will be revealed if we travel
back in time
I've got to rest, it's for the best.
To build a nest, to take the quest.
To be given just one chance, to be
Go forth and re-colonize.
It appears the foundations
of all our great nations
are lies and indoctrinations.
So if Silvius Brabo collects the hands of giants
will you join him?
Lyrics submitted by WallnutBoy
"Antwerpen" as written by Liam Rory Clewlow Chris Batten
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