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Once upon a time we were poor of things
By the mountain there stood a mankind who would never betray
Hidden under a stone cold they kept a fire flame
Buried deep into their hearts there stood a promise of wealth
Bent down dancing around the source they lived the words:
“Mysticism makes your table full like an earthly Eden”
Sworn vision: future fountain of wealth rising up from dirt
The dagger helps you struggle and bread will always last
Golden mud will appear
Out of steam out of steam
Out of tears
Golden mud made of tears
Weeping so long we replenish the fountain of the Gods
Weeping so long we replenish the fountain of the Gods
Weeping so long we replenish the fountain of the Gods
Drinking so long we've replenished our thirst with liquid gold
Drinking so long we've replenished our thirst with liquid gold
Of love
Of love
Like a sphere
Like a sphere
Like a sphere
Like a sphere
Like a sphere
