Dark and cold

Winnin' gets old when victory is fake

Take the synthesis they made

See-through emptiness is the toll you pay

Ark of Gold

sinnin' then sold

Isn't he ashamed...

Take the promise and reshape

Ancient code which we remold and taint

Isn't it so simple to rekindle what you break...?

Like the thimble that you gave...

Witness Christmas tinsel shift and fade

Stippled on the paint

"Cuz I said so" is all

No it ain't, bitch

Shitshow in my brain

This ain't gold at all

It's just gold-plated

HOOK:

I can't take it back

And if I could, I wouldn't; I would just regret that I had

In fact, a bad bruise tattooed madness and taboo

in matte-black, flat-blue on to my back through the vascular pathways the shattered and damned used

The happiest bad days...

It can't ever last you...

The cattiest laughter...

Enamel that cracked...

Oooh, galactic orgasm out of a glass tube