The days were golden we were known to be we won't escape this memory forward on to the place we sail
oil to believe when you raise an iron hand this place without a song for all the words just crawl
glimmering and everything another skull you said it was dangerous found out the place where you're 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
all to be free when you raise an open hand this place without a wall the words just growTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
