Golden Shell

DeBaphomet Copyright 2025 All rights reserved ------------------------------------------------ Case my body in gold so I don't feel the cold Wrap me tight in a shine that I can’t outgrow Maybe never grow old maybe never erode Bury me deep where the diamonds glow Stuff my mouth with dollars let the green take hold Rip out my collar let the chains unfold Every shine’s a lie it’s a cage in disguise I’m screaming but my voice is denied Familiar the feeling of squaller Can’t move can’t holler Golden shell keeps me whole But I’m lost in the glitter’s control Familiar the feeling of squaller Can’t move can’t holler Golden shell keeps me whole But I’m lost in the glitter’s control Cover my skin in a metallic spell Mirror my sins in the shine I sell Cold to the touch but they call it wealth Hiding from truth in a polished cell Gold can’t warm my hands Gold can’t heal these lands Gold can’t stop the sands But it keeps the truth from making demands Familiar the feeling of squaller Can’t move can’t holler Golden shell keeps me whole But I’m lost in the glitter’s control Familiar the feeling of squaller Can’t move can’t holler Golden shell keeps me whole But I’m lost in the glitter’s control Familiar the feeling of squaller Can’t move can’t holler Golden shell keeps me whole But I’m lost in the glitter’s control Stuff my mouth dollars— Rip out my collar— Rip out my collar— Rip out my collar— Gold can’t stop the sands It keeps the truth from demand— But my voice is denied