All observers are gone with the gold in the ground
All his work with the shovel is finally done
As he was walking back
His mind was filled with the secret
That was in his hands
All of our thoughts unknown
Reveals in silence
Unveils the truth for one another
Wild and untamed we stay
Results of violence
Forever hiding from each other
Once again, going back for his precious
Once again, going back for his precious
As before he will do it again and again
He will stop at nothing
To keep his secret from you
And it will gnaw, and gnaw, and gnaw at him
Until he comes undone
