When I leave for the shadows,
I’ll be in your town,
No clues but the carcasses,
Scattered on the ground,
You will never see it coming,
Not a whisper- no one around,
Taking everything you got,
To bury underground.
The greatest secret legend,
You’ll never unfold,
No matter how much you demand,
Truth to become told,
So keep believing your own lies,
And all that you’ve been told,
The riddles spoken hold the answers
And you’ll find out I was Gold
Judgement earns your just deserves,
And you’ll keep finding misery,
All the while I hold the answers,
That you’re too blind to see.
Leave the World behind,
To begin the journey,
That truth to me was told,
What you’ve stolen becomes rancid,
All you’ll be left with is mold.
You get a choice. Death before dishonor.
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