Deep caverns in misty eyes
Where the sun goes
and where it dies
Watches me from sunken holes
sits across on stands of gold
Surface colored with gray like bone
Surface round, cold and lone
Where men fall
and where they fly
When men call
and where they lie
Fight until the bitter end
Riches turn friend on friend
Where the sun goes
and where it dies
Watches me from sunken holes
sits across on stands of gold
Surface colored with gray like bone
Surface round, cold and lone
Where men fall
and where they fly
When men call
and where they lie
Fight until the bitter end
Riches turn friend on friend
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