Hole
With each passing day
This hole eats away
At the foundation I have laid
Taste the blood
Touch the gold
Sink in the mud
Look up and see the stars
Those pregnant skies
Ripe to wage war
With each passing day
There remains less and less left to say
Taste the blood
Touch the gold
Sink in the mud
Look up and see the stars
This sunken hole will overflow
This hole eats away
At the foundation I have laid
Taste the blood
Touch the gold
Sink in the mud
Look up and see the stars
Those pregnant skies
Ripe to wage war
With each passing day
There remains less and less left to say
Taste the blood
Touch the gold
Sink in the mud
Look up and see the stars
This sunken hole will overflow
Credits
Writer(s): Soul Gutter
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