December Wolves Solid Gold Beating Lyrics

Solid Gold Beating Lyrics

Let's reveal those who are less than receptive to invitation.

As they
repeal the weak and ambitious from a mouthful of dirt.

We rid ourselves
of anything unpure. We've lots of room for

the vicious and obscure. Trade
up adventures and cyclical

psychoticism...Perpetual dicotomism in the
narrative waste.

With the most disgusting face, I personify this
disgrace. But

you are the honesty of sparse virgins who equate death
with

pain and lack of sorrow.

There's no tomorrow, so focus on the
pains of the

day....You're never getting out of the Theatre!

Interpret love as sin...The audio-syncratic crutch. Believe

so, in the
need to be voracious.

But the pit is spacious enough to bleed from all
holes and

start rotting from the outside in. We rid ourselves of

anything faithful.