Rust! Now the fear is cheap Rust! We light the fires afar Rust! And with the lack of control Rust! Enter the state of decay Rust! Slowly turning Rust! My skin is burning So make it go Just let it go This madness turns to Rust! Rust! No matter how we fake it When our core is breaking down Now we demonstrate what has been left of me There are so many words to say The golden age is over We weaponize our paradise You'd better run before it all turns to rust Rust Under the rust there's so much hidden rage Too much noise and a way too much pain How can we make them all go away Fill my golden goblet of fame Rust is a plaque and rust is here to stay A way of life Something new for your everyday Maybe there's a place pure from this shame Yet we are waiting for the rain Now we demonstrate what has been left of me There are so many words to say The golden age is over We weaponize our paradise You'd better run before it all turns to rust Rust That rusty look on the surface Will just dissolve into madness Lick those corroded metal fingers Beause they leave a taste that lingers On my tongue, so tingling and numb Fill my mouth with a perfect hum Rotten poems drop on the ground Along with my eroded heart Now we demonstrate what has been left of me There are so many words to say The golden age is over We weaponize our paradise You'd better run before it all turns to rust Now we demonstrate what has been left of me There are so many words to say The golden age is over We weaponize our paradise You'd better run before it all turns to rust