[ Featuring Secret Rachel ]
Glimmering in the twilight of a dim-lit room
Curled-up beauty, fear, death, and dreams in bloom
Eye to eye, we lock our gaze
Thinking our thoughts, in this haze
How she got here, I can't assume
Eye to eye, we lock our gaze
Thinking our thoughts, in this haze
How she got here, I can't assume
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
Holding our ground till sunrise
The night is blue, I can't foresee
Will it end in salvation or misery?
Maybe she thinks that she's unseen
Two hearts pounding in the silence, keen
We're our own world, away from the crowd
Sitting quietly, as my mouth dries out
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
The night is blue, will it set us free?
Holding on till morning skies
In salvation or in misery?
Everywhere I turn, I see that stare
Convincing myself it's just a dream, a snare
Supple body, soft as beach sand
And she waits, to see what I'll command
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
Holding our ground till sunrise
The night is blue, I can't foresee
Will it end in salvation or misery?
Everywhere I turn, I see that stare
Convincing myself it's just a dream, a snare
Supple body, soft as beach sand
And she waits, to see what I'll command
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
The night is blue, will it set us free?
Holding on till morning skies
In salvation or in misery?
Eye to eye, we lock our gaze
Thinking our thoughts, in this haze
How she got here, I can't assume
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
Holding our ground till sunrise
The night is blue, I can't foresee
Will it end in salvation or misery?
Maybe she thinks that she's unseen
Two hearts pounding in the silence, keen
We're our own world, away from the crowd
Sitting quietly, as my mouth dries out
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
The night is blue, will it set us free?
Holding on till morning skies
In salvation or in misery?
Everywhere I turn, I see that stare
Convincing myself it's just a dream, a snare
Supple body, soft as beach sand
And she waits, to see what I'll command
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
The night is blue, will it set us free?
Holding on till morning skies
In salvation or in misery?
Golden cobra, crystal eyes
The night is blue, will it set us free?
Holding on till morning skies
In salvation or in misery?
