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