The Flood

We're sinister and sacred, oh please whisper our names
And no one's got nothing to lose
You're a torch to the moths who seek shelter in flames
But kindling makes for poor refuge

Oh, what's so funny? Oh, did we miss the joke
Please come here

We'll hold you tight
Tighter than the ropes you're under
Have faith you'll reap all the hate you've mustered
Tonight it's brighter than the storm that's brewing
Around your golden ruin
(I'll hold you tight)

Creaks and groans of mobile phones and the madman upstairs
The highest office lying around
Crooked smile's a god machine - deus ex amphetamines
Fury without sound

Oh, what's so funny? Oh, did we miss the joke
Please come here

We'll hold you tight
Tighter than the ropes you're under
Have faith you'll reap all the hate you've mustered
Tonight it's brighter than the storm that's brewing
Around your golden ruin
(I'll hold you tight)

We'll hold you tight
Tighter than the ropes your under
Have faith you'll reap all the hate you've mustered
Tonight it's brighter than the storm that's brewing
Around your golden ruin



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Deffenbaugh
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