Golden Dawn Songtext

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Golden Dawn Songtext
Cigarettes and trash furnishing your room

He claims to be from God

But, when was God this cold?

He said "Son, get on your knees and pray to me

With your mother I'll do what I please"
A colony of emotionless beings



Children, find your song

And let it take you to the golden dawn

See, old man, you done us wrong

You ain't no saint

And I'm not your son

I've never been your son



A blue ascending moon[?]
mocks you from the sky

a tall blue on your roof[??]

and tears in your eye



He said "Son, get on your knees

You'll be redeemed"

But the Lord's so far from here

A distant dream, a nightmare's scream



Children, find your song

And let it take you to the golden dawn

See, old man, you done us wrong

You ain't no saint

And your time is done, your time is done



Don't let it all take you away

The property of love

Children, find your gun

and let it take you to the golden dawn

Said, old man, you done us wrong

You ain't no saint

And I've just begun, life's just begun

Children, find your gun
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