Rust! Now the fear is cheap

Rust! We light the fires afar

Rust! And with the lack of control

Rust! Enter the state of decay

Rust! Slowly turning

Rust! My skin is burning

So make it go

Just let it go

This madness turns to Rust!

Rust!

No matter how we fake it

When our core is breaking down

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me

There are so many words to say

The golden age is over

We weaponize our paradise

You'd better run before it all turns to rust

Rust

Under the rust there's so much hidden rage

Too much noise and a way too much pain

How can we make them all go away

Fill my golden goblet of fame

Rust is a plaque and rust is here to stay

A way of life

Something new for your everyday

Maybe there's a place pure from this shame

Yet we are waiting for the rain

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me

There are so many words to say

The golden age is over

We weaponize our paradise

You'd better run before it all turns to rust

Rust

That rusty look on the surface

Will just dissolve into madness

Lick those corroded metal fingers

Beause they leave a taste that lingers

On my tongue, so tingling and numb

Fill my mouth with a perfect hum

Rotten poems drop on the ground

Along with my eroded heart

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me

There are so many words to say

The golden age is over

We weaponize our paradise

You'd better run before it all turns to rust

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me

There are so many words to say

The golden age is over

We weaponize our paradise

You'd better run before it all turns to rust