The Gold Rush Songtext
von Pale Grey

Once again you will all leave your meals untouched
Like every night, every night, every night.
Hunger never stops to flee far just like our hopes
Like so many things, many things, many things
Then he came alone
in the night and in the cold.
his frightening Madness
knocking at the door
Then he came alone
on his back a bag of gold
Judas hole
Is Fair is hard to hold
The choice is hard when my instincts push me to give up


On the other hand, other hand, other hand
Just a snap and maybe will be alright
Free of all our fears for so many years
Then he came alone
in the night and in the cold.
his frightening Madness
Is knocking at the door
Then he came alone
on his back a bag of gold
Judas hole
Fair is hard to hold
hey kids wake up
we have to leave now