Golden Toilets (Remastered)
pop, Sinister dark-pop anthem with male vocals, icy synth pads, distorted sub-bass, and a stomping, arena-sized kick. Verses stay tight and sneering with filtered vocals and glitchy percussion; choruses explode with choral stacks, metallic risers, and harsh buzzing leads. Bridge drops to eerie, whispered vocals over a single drone, then slams back into a final, towering chorus.
Golden Toilets (Remastered)
pop, Sinister dark-pop anthem with male vocals, icy synth pads, distorted sub-bass, and a stomping, arena-sized kick. Verses stay tight and sneering with filtered vocals and glitchy percussion; choruses explode with choral stacks, metallic risers, and harsh buzzing leads. Bridge drops to eerie, whispered vocals over a single drone, then slams back into a final, towering chorus.
Lyrics
Verse 1
We paved the sky in platinum dust
You paved our drive in blood and rust
Your hands are cracked
Your back is bent
Our signature? Your life
Well spent
We raise our glasses
Drink your years
We cash your hope
Collect your tears
Every prayer you fail to send
Turns to profit on our end (oh yeah)
Chorus
Bow to the golden toilets
Shining in our halls above
Every scream that you swallow
Flushes up to feed our love
Pile the pain in a palace
Spin your fear into fine décor
Golden toilets
Sacred altars
Praise the filth that makes us more
Verse 2
Another day
Another cage
We sell your sickness by the page
We dress your chains in velvet words
You call it “choice
” we call it “worth”
You till the dust
We sell the air
We charge you rent to breathe despair
We build a throne from broken backs
You thank us for the smaller cracks
Chorus
Bow to the golden toilets
Shining in our halls above
Every scream that you swallow
Flushes up to feed our love
Pile the pain in a palace
Spin your fear into fine décor
Golden toilets
Sacred altars
Praise the filth that makes us more
Bridge
More work
Less sleep
More debt
Dig deep
More grind
More grief
We sign
You bleed
New fee
New law
New cut
Your jaw
Still clenched
Still kind
We eat your time (hey!)
Chorus
Bow to the golden toilets
Shining in our halls above
Every scream that you swallow
Flushes up to feed our love
Pile the pain in a palace
Spin your fear into fine décor
Golden toilets
Sacred altars
Praise the filth that makes us more
Outro
Kneel in the glow
Of the gold you’ll never own
We turn your night
Into marble
Into throne
Sleep tight
Sweet peasants
Dream deep in the dirt
Our empire sings
Every time your ankles hurt