Walk over the edge

“Stand in a breeze and I was completely hollow

Built you a cage with golden bars in time of sorrow

Pretending anger

For what was and what is yet to come

And I treat you the way I treat a goddess

Your crown you won’t wear becoming useless

Try to remember things I’ve long forgotten

Finding me a way to you

The golden cage is opened up widely

You break your neck and you’ll die”

~The Blind Walk Over The Edge~