Awake from the wreckage and the ruins
With golden scars and diamond wounds
You'll fall asleep in other rooms
Where the hollow bodies howl
The coal will slowly turn to jewels
And time will heal your weeping wounds
The pins and needles will subside
Your phantom limbs will come alive
It begins with one mutation
then it multiplies
Into one million tiny parasites
Awake from the wreckage and the ruins
With golden scars and diamond wounds
You'll fall asleep in other rooms
Where the hollow bodies howl