When the days are cold, the cards all fall and the saints we see are all made of gold. When the teams all fail and the ones we hail at the worst are fall and the blurs run stall. I wanna hide the truth, I wanna shelter you, but with the beast inside there's nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breathe, we're still made of greed. This is my kingdom come, this is my kingdom come.

That was really good. Like really really good.