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Haunted Gold Lyrics







A murderous fear that I own

Is a thorn in your voice and your tone

A banner for your kills and craft

A banner for your kills and craft

Is all that I give and I ask



I want it, the shock of your haunted gold

Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold

I want it, the shock of your haunted gold

Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold



A murderous fear without cause

Is a hell over substance, a war

A thorn in your voice and your tone

Condemn my fangs becoming throne

The rites of power to our homes



I want it, the shock of your haunted gold

Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold

I want it, the shock of your haunted gold

Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold