Glimmering and everything another skull
You said it was dangerous
Found out the place where youre going
Follow me down the path
I take your hopes I promise you this
A dying cold world but gold
Shimmering gold
Come momma now tell me the story
Only laughing
About our gilded wasteland
Devoured torn into pieces
Come now we shine
Small things ever calling out your name
You hear some other time unchained alive
A world undefined
BUCKETHEAD
10 hours ago
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