Drinking Golden Blood

Forest whisper, core of steel
crush this life, I cannot feel
do not judge
do not look
if you do
I have took, another gain
my horrible curse, path of pain
cause I seem to see
the blood from old
the blood in me
so write your soul
to spread the goal
to grow from menace
to be bold,
rise from the untold
legends of peasents, crude and cold
drinking golden blood, down in the deep
within the mud, mine to keep
rise today with this in mind
to steal your fame
the power now, is then a crime
you are not the first, first of your kind
drinking golden blood
down in the deep
within the mud
sleeps the legend
of times past, you are the last
but remember the cold
and the path it stole