Lyrics Furious Gold - The Atlas Moth

Furious Gold

Cold bodies lining the street
Tides rising washing away the filth
Gaze too long
The depth will start gazing back
Abandon the whip
Adopt this rope and hang
And I’ll be the one watching you swing
While checking off names
Chewing on bones with teeth of gold
Breathe in the rust, it’s all that is real
You ain’t seen the end of it yet
I got plans for everyone that’s left
Those who demand all the fire
Passed out upon the funeral pyre to save the world
Give in to me or a hole is where you’ll be
Buried where you found it
Windows to the abyss
Ease up that grip
You’re choking on fiction
Swallow your pride
You’re much better off now
Why do you refuse to find peace?
You’re no safe down in the hole
Than those on the street
Hallucinating priests around the fire
No chance for them to untie her
Draped in white, addicted to despair
Broken down, left in disrepair
Give in to me or a hole is where you’ll be
Buried where you found it
Windows to the abyss
Into your blood i swim
I found my way into your Brain
Just try and stop me now
You will fail
I have become you
Whores dance to the heartbeat of the junkies
Foaming at the mouth
Wreaking of the gutter from which they were born
Back down the drain