[Verse 1]
Coded ancient decrees
Unlock the timers and strike the chimers in my sleep
Grab the coat, steal the fleece
From behind the curtain, it will most certainly bring peace

[Chorus]
To those with countless numbers
No longer cold or hot, like
Things that I will keep
And hide them in my sleep

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
They leave in countless numbers
No longer cold or hot, like
Things that I will keep
And hide them in my sleep

[Verse 2]
Coded ancient, oh, brightness we shall see
Loaded up and at night when we shall flee
(They'll leave in countless numbers)
Not to tread through the heavy life sink in the dream
(They'll leave in countless numbers)
On the right night, you'll find her waiting
[Outro]
Selling things for cheap
The things that I will keep