The Opposite of Afternoon

Overcast in the good of the night, it's alright Moles are crashing out of the dirt Oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon Overcast in the good of the night, it's alright Moles are crashing out of the dirt Oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight Open eyes in the gardens of sight, it's alright Only when you crawl out of the dirt Frozen invitations to a solvent gloom tonight Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon Only gods in a mountain at night, it's alright Fools and molten virgins alike Rolling in the naked and the fragrant doom tonight Solarizing a portrait of light, it's alright Woven sparkled cotton and void Open elevation of the cult of tonight Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon Bones are broken, veins are open All done in the opposite of afternoon