Black Gold

Be sparkly and shiny, they say Be perfect and smiley, they say They say that's the way to success, they say That is the way to be noticed, they say We poison ourselves, doing what we're told Constantly glittering, vomiting gold Decomposing and rotting by inhaling filth We continue to swallow caviar with guilt Guilt! What is the true beauty? What is true gold? How do we find the clarity in this fake, cold world? Cold world! A nation of liars, shapeshifters and frauds! With false kings rotting on their thrones! Golden thrones! Thrones! Golden thrones! Thrones! False kings rotting on their golden thrones! False kings rotting on their golden thrones! Unhappy and crippled but covered in gold We are wearing precious rocks but our hearts are cold While alien expressions garnish our fake faces A polyphony of disorders loosening our laces A polyphony... (say, they say) A polyphony loosening our laces Say, this is what they say This is what they say This is what they say This is what they say This is what they say This is what they say This is what they... What is the true beauty? What is true gold? How do we find the clarity in this fake, cold world? Cold world! A nation of liars, shapeshifters and frauds! With false kings rotting on their thrones! Golden thrones! Thrones! Golden thrones! Thrones! False kings rotting on their golden thrones! False kings rotting on their golden thrones!