Lyrics Molok Rising - Gazpacho

Molok Rising

Trust no future
You belong here
Fear no new shore
You will stay here
Stay here
Steal the blueprints of the sun god
Sailing over the solemn bay
Truly airborne we will suffer
With the numbers upon the screen
We are orphaned
Hollow seers
Selling art from a magazine
The end of ends in view
Moved by gentle tide it broke too soon
The shallow waters nearly brought you
Out to sea
With the key of dreams they would buy you too
Sheltered fool that gentle clay
Animal
That gentle clay
Trust no future
You belong here
You belong here
Here to labour and to wail with the damned
Heed not my hundred reasons at midnight
You belong here