Eiffel

[Verse 1]
And your holy ruin
Heavened and hallowed in breast and bough
Would be pressed on ladder rungs
I'll be caught less spineless if I surrender

[Chorus]
So I'm caught in the golden gone
Castrated
Bold of relation
Separate me
If I surrender too soon
From under the diving bell
Hold me down there anyway
If I surrender too soon
From under the diving bell
Hold me down there anyway

[Verse 2]
Your hadal lune
Locked up in eighteenth stairs
Disintegrates in prayer
How long could this last?
How long must this last?

[Chorus]
If I'm caught in the golden gone
Castrated
Bold of relation
Separate me
If I surrender too soon
From under the diving bell
Hold me down there anyway
If I surrender too soon
From under the diving bell
Hold me down there anyway