Blackened gold and reddest rose,
darkest of all times unfolds.
The dead aren't buried in the ground,
they're drinking till they f*cking drown.
Eyes of mud and tongue of lead,
a broken man is in his stead.
The dead aren't buried in the ground,
they're drinking till they f*cking drown.
You f*cking lush. No, I can't save you.
No, you f*cking lush. No, I can't save you.
The cure is within reach. Maladies at hand.
You shirk responsibility, the only one that can.
Your addictive personality has made you f*cking blind.
Your children retain scars that will never heal with time.