Gold -

Through my mindless eyes I saw

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

A figure frail and fable

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

Long wooden arms and pants on

fire

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

Serpents in her hair

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

Temptation draws my eye

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

To staring right between hers

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

I blame my name for the violence inside

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

With a long-winded curse

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

(Everything I touch turns to gold)

Golden tongue is her eye pretty feature

A filthy preacher of lies

And for the loudness of her voice

People believe her

With covered mouths and covered eyes

Well I wish for

A full sleep

Because this anger I harbor

Exhausts me

And I am growing sickly

Of the same sad times

She spits it out redundantly all day

If I had my way

I’d flood her veins with fire

If I had my way

Through my mindless eyes I saw

A figure frail and fable

With long wooden arms

Serpents in her hair

Temptation draws my eyes

To staring right between hers

I blame my name

For the violence inside

With one long-winded curse

With one long-winded curse