Warehouse

folded down

beneath the crease

you fight the mold

hammer swings

blindly rings those bells above

so distracted on what you lost

not what you found

never stopped

figured out where are you now?

blood crimson on the hill

testament to your worldly will

you're just water running under the mill

folded down

now I see what your about

daddy's son, golden gun

let shots ring out

so fixated on those

chains you drag around

never stopped

figured out where are you now?

blood crimson on the hill

testament to your worldly will

you're just water running under the mill

It's alright

not to say

you put up a fight

just another night

blood crimson on the hill

testament to your worldly will

you're just water running under the mill