Lovers of gold
give all you own to bats and spiders
and to moles
As branches fall
and light grows dim
listless men find their desires unfulfilled
I come to [mourn?]
and to inform earthly kings
and judge and condemn
I overturn worlds
Lovers of gold
give all you own to bats and spiders
and to moles
As branches fall
and light grows dim
listless men find their desires unfulfilled
I come to [mourn?]
and to inform earthly kings
and judge and condemn
I overturn worlds