Beautiful in Gold

Silver coins roll on their sliver sides across marble floors.

We did it and we're proud of it, never one, double the riches.

There is fresh blood on the royal swords

And diamonds encrust armour is encrusted in gore

From the battles we've won and the lives that we've taken

We win our ruby neclines from killing the nobles.

Everything belongs to us.

And who cares if every inch of gold leaf cost somebody's heart--

Beat? Not us. We're beautiful in gold.

We let the robes flow and we burn them in the evenings

Make it slow so the crying ones can see it

We gotta keep them tough, our kingdom's up for it.

War is the answer.

Pearls in our eyes and electric glowing skin because

We're all machines and the lightning

Is like everything else; it's ours.

We like light and we're brighter than the rest of them

Because we took it from 'em

We'll do whatever we like and nobody stops us.

Absolute monarchs.

I couldn't care less what it cost to give a sword an emerald blade

Then toss it 'cause it got inevitably bloodstained.

We roll the silver coins

And burn it all before you

Better watch the gold leaf smoulder because

We thrive in expensive ashes

Doesn't matter what anybody thinks.

War is the answer

And everything is flammable it's like there's gas fumes in the air

When we set one alight they all go up in red.

And they all obey because we burn the gilded figments

Of half-kilo dreams on camels and corruption

Let the flames flicker and the ashes fly a moment

Let the gold burn

So we can kill for it tomorrow.

 

The little boy's collecting and he rides through the streets

Nobody refuses because that's far too dangerous

We kill for the sport of course we'd kill for a reason

Don't give us one unless you're already in the ring.

We are fierce and that's a big word for all it seems.

And every one of its six letters keeps ringing in our ears.

We put ribbons in out hair and get it all cut up

(We could've let you but you can't touch us)

And burn them for the fun of it.

Watch it all go up in flames.

It's all just another game.

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