Father's soup
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Iron pan
Black as the raven's wing
Oil gleams
Waiting for the offering
No water flows
Into the cauldron deep
The kitchen glows
While the children sleep
Waiting
Watching
Chorus
He fries the soup upon the flame
A secret brew without a name
The paper peels from the castle wall
The paper peels from the castle wall
So hot the spice
It burns the hall
It burns the hall
Post-Chorus
Fa la la
Fa la la
The dragon breathes within the bowl
Verse 2
Roots of earth
He does not wash the skin
Thrown inside
Where the heavy steam begins
Red dust
Pepper from a distant land
A burning crust
Stirred by a heavy hand
Boiling
Toiling
Searing
Frying
Frying
Frying
Chorus
He fries the soup upon the flame
A secret brew without a name
The paper peels from the castle wall
The paper peels from the castle wall
So hot the spice
It burns the hall
It burns the hall
Post-Chorus
Fa la la
Fa la la
The dragon breathes within the bowl
Bridge
The air turns thick
The paint turns gray
It curls and falls
In a grand decay
We hold the spoon
With trembling grace
To taste the fire
To taste the fate
Guitar Solo
(Acoustic guitar playing a rapid, Spanish-influenced medieval melody, followed by a slower electric guitar melody)
Chorus
He fries the soup upon the flame
A secret brew without a name
The paper peels from the castle wall
The paper peels from the castle wall
So hot the spice
It burns the hall
It burns the hall
Post-Chorus
Fa la la
Fa la la
The dragon breathes within the bowl
Heigh-ho the fire and the coal
Outro
The wallpaper falls
The heat remains
A heavy stomach
A sweet disdain
Softly now
Burn
Burn
Burn
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