Look how it grows deep within us Like precious little stones in the depths Fingers and palms in the mud dig deeper
The pocketless thieves coming closer Come washing ashore from the ocean Armed to their teeth It's been a long time coming
The moment is here And the pressure is very real So just cut a little hole And let it all equalise We're planting our flags But we don't dig deep enough
Look how they grow and betray us Little white maggots in the ground Look at them go cross the ocean Left with our hands in the mud
Our feverish minds hard at work now Precious little stones in the depths Look how it glows! It cuts through your bones! Reflecting the light It's been a long time coming
