Bloody Gold GM - General Monster (Ft. Victor McKnight)

[Verse 1 - GM]
This circle of eternal stress
We're part of this mess
This realm of ink has been vanquished
When our hopes vanished
The man with unartistic hands
Has many demands
Because of them we've become his own crew
We've drowned in inky sea
Darkest dreams come for thee
Creations made of ink are our sons
We'll meet them in slums
This ink's cold as ever
We drowned here forever
Crеations made of ink are our sons
This ink fills my lungs

[Chorus]
I can't breathе
I cannot breathe again
Hear amen!
I can't see
I cannot see the light
Am I right?
This cruel world's making us more than dead
Feel that dread
We'll become his creations tonight
In this fright
We all were turned into his own Bloody Gold