Ike Moriz - Gold Rush

This life on the shore
This calm before the storm
This dream of more & more
The world will never be the same

This promise holds much -
Like a woman's touch,
The bullet cuts right through: Too much
All senses become one

Gold Rush - like falling in love
Yet it's a cold rush - with a frozen heart

~~~♫♫♫~~~

Besieged by greed & sorrow
You know only tomorrow
Your heaven is borrowed -
This void cannot be filled

Temptation, smoke & illusions
Twisting your brain, those deadly intrusions
Rebel forces and drug infusions
All thoughts become one, one delusion

Gold Rush - Like falling in love
Yet it's a cold rush - with a frozen heart
Gold Rush – it tears us apart
Yet it's a cold rush - with a frozen heart

Rushing for gold - Crushing for gold
The world's turning cold - Rushing for gold!
Gold Rush