It was all a big diversion
And she, another version of a virgin
And money is a woman that blooms right on time
She’ll leave you scraping for dead leaves among the pines
I want to be released
Set fire to me
Cut me down
Set me free
I’m a fallen angel reaching for the moon
Attached to a cosmic grid of nothing
Saturating sweat of dead men
A symbol of your discontent
Greedy golden heart omen
I want to be released
Set fire to me
Cut me down
Set me free
And the music keeps coming
And the people keep running
Carving their names and creeds
Into my fingerprints
Master, you didn’t keep your promise
Master, you didn’t keep your promise