Ten Tonne

Golden silk, morning sun Bang goes the golden gun Mouths open, children run Trapped under ten tonne There's a man with a golden tongue Makes slaves of everyone Belief is tripped and stunned Trapped under ten tonne Trapped under Your mind will twist and warp Ten million pixels short Reload your golden gun Golden-silver sun washes over you Washed-up, dead and gone Trapped under ten tonne Trapped under We'll start believing when you are bleeding Wash my bones in silver and gold Will we reach the words you preach Wash my bones in silver and gold The siren sounds from under the ground Wash my bones in silver and gold We'll start believing when you start breathing Wash my bones in silver and gold It's a deafening sound that swallows the callous ground Wash my bones in silver and gold We'll start bleeding when you start believing Wash my bones in silver and gold It's a siren's sound from under the ground Wash my bones in silver and gold Black air we do breathe Exhale a deafening wheeze Cut short this light, please Trapped under ten tonne Trapped under Trapped under Trapped under