There are mountains hidden downstairs
in my grandpa's country house
with craggy granite boulders
no bigger than a mouse.
Little trees of twigs and moss
hug miniature ravines,
where
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Mankind is a hideous, throbbing mass
Its ravenous sickly heart throbbing
Its veins probing, pumping, leeching
Climbing, climbing climbing,
Chasing, grabbing, snatching
Its foaming mouth
Its bloodshot eyes
Wild and searching for glory and gold
Glory and gold
Glory and gold
You are not like the others.
You illuminate, you invigorate
You bring beauty, loveliness, and pure joy
You are the stars in the firmament,
The sunbeam’s golden kiss
From your soul permeates glory and gold
Glory and gold
Glory and gold
Always stolen by Mankind to be bought and sold
Bought and sold
Bought and sold
Its ravenous sickly heart throbbing
Its veins probing, pumping, leeching
Climbing, climbing climbing,
Chasing, grabbing, snatching
Its foaming mouth
Its bloodshot eyes
Wild and searching for glory and gold
Glory and gold
Glory and gold
You are not like the others.
You illuminate, you invigorate
You bring beauty, loveliness, and pure joy
You are the stars in the firmament,
The sunbeam’s golden kiss
From your soul permeates glory and gold
Glory and gold
Glory and gold
Always stolen by Mankind to be bought and sold
Bought and sold
Bought and sold