ALBUM REVIEW: Dawnwalker – The Unknowing
Held by divine birthright, bathe in golden light.
Held by divine birthright, bathe in golden light.
You miss how it all was before.
Time’s a thief, you used to say.
I scorch the skies before your very eyes.
Is it easy to live, with nothing to lose?
Slave to the trauma we’ve been subjected to.
Pluck them from the earth like glittering eyes.
Would you follow me into the black?
Rotting in a vile grave was the only way.