Get on your throne and kill them all
Blind ancestors are walking straight in your fever
Cut all your roots, eat the forbidden fruit
Under your feet your conscience is asleep
They come, here they come, shining ghosts with eyes of gold
They come, here they come, it's time to raise your sword
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Signals are here crying eyes with milky tears
In the cold night let your anger be your light
They come, here they come, shining ghosts with eyes of gold
They come, here they come, it's time to raise your sword
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold
Shining ghosts with eyes of gold...
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