Black Cracks in Gold
(tick tock,
tick tock)
Just a young boy wrapped in a world of dreams Soft sleep
stitched with golden seams Till his own blood broke,
cold and black A crooked path with no way back
Claws in the mirror,
marrow turned cold Deep in the cage,
a heart still gold
Black drippin cracks
ran through the core He kicked down the gate,
he tore off the door
Run for the woods,
out of the light
Into the laughing maw of the night
Found true love in the pitch-black grin A wicked sweet soul made
of malice and sin Sarcastic,
sadistic, the funny guy
Wiping the blood from his laughing eye (hahaha!)
Two ruined beasts running wild and free
Laughing in the dark
for eternity
They sit on the roof throwing stones at the town
Making bad jokes while the towers burn down His claws don't hurt
when he holds his hand
Only the wicked can understand A cruel little chuckle,
a kiss on the cheek
Strongest monster loving the clever freak
They called him a monster,
they chased him with fire So he traded their guilt for a
grinning desire He whispered: "Darling,
don't play so tame,
Let's teach the righteous a brand new game!"
Found true love in the pitch-black grin A wicked sweet soul made
of malice and sin Sarcastic,
sadistic, the funny guy
Wiping the blood from his laughing eye (yeah!)
Two ruined beasts running wild and free
Laughing in the dark
for eternity
A heart made of gold,
with cracks run deep (hahaha)