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 grow