[Verse 1]

And your holy ruin

Heavened and hallowed in breast and bough

Would be pressed on ladder rungs

I'll be caught less spineless if I surrender

[Chorus]

So I'm caught in the golden gone

Castrated

Bold of relation

Separate me

If I surrender too soon

From under the diving bell

Hold me down there anyway

If I surrender too soon

From under the diving bell

Hold me down there anyway

[Verse 2]

Your hadal lune

Locked up in eighteenth stairs

Disintegrates in prayer

How long could this last?

How long must this last?

[Chorus]

If I'm caught in the golden gone

Castrated

Bold of relation

Separate me

If I surrender too soon

From under the diving bell

Hold me down there anyway

If I surrender too soon

From under the diving bell

Hold me down there anyway