Oriar

Golden lusterless fools fallen
Columns turn to dust
She stole my name
She said "a horse, a fish, a woman"
Cities turn to rust
She dies a thousand deaths

Dawn rose up again perplexed
"Why'd you call me back here
Before your work was done?"
Dear now, you're welcome to repay me,
To wipe back false tears,
And fly away from here



Credits
Writer(s): Margaret Baird, Ethan Prauss Miller, Sheldon Charles Saufley, Noel Von Harmonson
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