The Opposite of Afternoon

Overcast in the good of the night, it's alright
 Moles are crashing out of the dirt
 Oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon
 Overcast in the good of the night, it's alright
 Moles are crashing out of the dirt
 Oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight
 Open eyes in the gardens of sight, it's alright
 Only when you crawl out of the dirt
 Frozen invitations to a solvent gloom tonight
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon
 Only gods in a mountain at night, it's alright
 Fools and molten virgins alike
 Rolling in the naked and the fragrant doom tonight
 Solarizing a portrait of light, it's alright
 Woven sparkled cotton and void
 Open elevation of the cult of tonight
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon
 Bones are broken, veins are open
 All done in the opposite of afternoon