Hold close your treasures
The very measure of your value here
Within these shining wallsNow, raise them higher
They'll last forever if you're careful now
If you lock them all, lock them downWrapped in Your precious cloak
Spun from gold, spun from gold
Useless, you're reaching back
Dead and cold, dead and coldThis weight you've trusted
Polished and sacred has you safe, secure
You lie in soothing sleepOne flash, it's happened
A last desperate moment
Now the weight falls free
But have you sunk too deep, to breatheWrapped in your precious cloak
Spun from gold, spun from gold
Useless, you're reaching back
Dead and cold, dead and coldYour chest is tight, held in death's embrace
As your eyes lift up, can you see your escape?
One last fleeting glance, at the shine below
One last freedom chance, surrendered to the cold
This useless goldWrapped in your precious cloak
Spun from gold, spun from gold
Useless, you're reaching back
Dead and cold, dead and cold