Babylon Whores – Silver Apples Lyrics

The earth becomes gold And gold earth A promise inhaled With the breath of our birth We chase the dragon Trip the lights Burning our eyes On marvelous sights

We are there once awake Once asleep never more Can we open the door

And in the end We kiss the ones Sleeping next to us With the lips of a snake Heart full of Hell Fearing that they would wake So fragile they could break

The silver apples of our truth Green and gold of bygone youth Haunting us each day to Return anew And day by day the thing inside Grows and devours us alive Just as sure as we will die Just as sure as we will die