[Verse:]
Magician whose powers assist my art
And whom I always fear,
I am the saddest of alchemists.
You turn me into Midas' peer.

[Verse 2:]
Through you I turn my gold to lead
And in heaven find my hell.
Shrouded in the darkest clouds, I uncover
Corpses that I loved so well.

[Chorus:]
May heaven help you,
For its secrets bring disdain (echo)
Silver and gold have no meaning,
But the alchemy of pain.

[Verse 3:]
Lead, tin, and iron profit nothing
Where the celestial shores die.
Silver and gold have no value.
I carve vast tombs against the sky.

[Verse 4]
For there be secret things
That in one Principle do dwell,
More precious under Heaven,
I have sworn that I may not tell.

[Chorus:]
May heaven help you,
For its secrets bring disdain (echo)
Silver and gold have no meaning,
But the alchemy of pain. (repeat)

Alchemy of Pain Trip Hop version by C. Ostor aka Cherieo copyright 2011-13