Golgotha - Iron Chic

You can’t hold much

When you break everything you touch

Even time’s fine sands

Seem to blister and pop as they

Turn to glass in your hands

But you hang on tight

You’re holding on for your life

Just hoping you’ll get it right

Just hold on for one more night

It’s a new day

When it breaks, it breaks all the way

Little pieces all across the state

Really shows the years on your face

Close your eyes

Trust in every step you take

As we clear a path to your grave

It’s calling out to you

Then we’re met with silence

Like a bomb, it’s a calm kind of violence

And I have my doubts

That we’ll make it out of life alive

So it rots inside us

So cool, but cruel and mindless

Just speak out loud

And bring yourself back to life

But you can’t say much

When you speak, the words turn to dust

Just hoping that you can trust

I’m holding on to you