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 gr