Down in Golem's Cave,
I drew you in.
Laughter upon your dying heart,
Nature of sin that greed within.
Dancing in Golem's Cave,
My precious, my muse.
Look into thse eyes,
The eyes of a dying man.
So precious to preserve,
So now here I am...
Down in Golem's Cave.
Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat
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