Golden Cufflinks - SikTh

Hear the rattling of the carriages again

While the wizards all wave their wands

Their golden cufflinks buying up the city now

They’re gonna send a wrecking ball, wrecking

Cultures lying in pieces

As the leaves all start to fall

They got their diggers out

Bet all get used to the sound

They’re gonna send a wrecking ball wrecking

The age of mercenaries

They sapped out energy

Insipid minds have won

Rapacious destruction

Endless digits so they can take control

Over tin pan alleys row

All those memories crashing into rubble now

They went and sent a wrecking ball wrecking

You say it’s a city of the future

But future in who’s eyes?

So should I assume yet another bland street bloom

Guess it’s what happens when business means business

The age of mercenaries

They sapped out energy

Insipid minds have won

Rapacious destruction

Always somewhere falls

Underneath the hands of the money men

Always some where falls

Into the hands of the banal

Yea the scene shone

Then it fell below

Just like creation

Golden eras come and go

And the scene shone

Then it fell bellow

Just like creation

Golden eras come and go

What are you hoping for?

I guess it’s what you see, not what you want to be

What are you hoping for?

You will never even know who you really are

What are you hoping for?

I guess it’s what you see, not what you want to be

What are you hoping for?

Defining by digits

The age of mercenaries

They sapped out energy

Insipid minds have won

Rapacious destruction