Trading Dark Matter On The Stock Exchange

Hungry eyes all alone. Rainbow sky of gloss and stone.
Did tattoo the acid test. So shop repressed.
Well I look down the disciple and testify in a mortal sever.
Fear of the hungry follow, god it gets so hot.
Only the sharpest of claws can hold on.
Repressed at times, and upon a sense.
Cruising on the guilt horizon. Well that ship is never made.
Just dodge my plane of velvet touch. Don’t hurt too much.
Well I looked down the disciple and testified in the darkest spy-hole.
Always too hungry for war, but it gets old.
Only the sharpest of claws can hold on. To no-one.
Hold on. Just hold on.
Well one man lives on a another man’s throne.
And one man reaps what tonight sold.
Oh lord don’t seize. With the bitterness set you down.
Down to an all time low. To an all time low.
To an all time low. To an all time low. To an all time low.
To an all time low. To an all time low. All time low.
All time low. All time low.