silver eyes suggest a sultry cry
golden stepping stones lead towards the door
between the highest mountain and the endless ocean floor
it may or may not open
to one who's heart is true
to one who is not you
the path is only golden then
to he with open eyes
and only she with a golden heart
and a sultry voice to cry
how will you claim your justice now?
How will you claim the blood?
the memories locked away
burst open from the gates and flood
there is no restitution here
no validation in this hour
make the journey on your own
take control of your own power.
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