Galt Aureus - Black and Gold
like a white whirl an opium den it's a warm blur that fills your head let me suffer, let me feel this pain I need the fear of being wiped away I need the panic that it won't be OK in these rising flames: everything is black and gold we can dance in the amber glow hold my hand through the ash and smoke I am ember, I am coal everything is black and gold. a corrupted beast inside a tortured dream opened up my veins and let the weakness leave to gain strength, do we have to bleed? to escape the dark, don't we burn to char? you can fall asleep in these poppy fields but I brought kerosene: everything is black and gold.
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