Nailed To The Golden Throne by Hypnos
Proud age of mental greyness and misery of knowledge
We search for true giants, unearthing them from deepest
swamps
Sad they�re well-hidden but once they�re seen
we take a solid hammer and nail them to the golden
throne
We praise the defenders of land
We praise the sanity, dignity and�
Pride, honour, glory
Pride, honour, glory
Chronicles of our fathers covered in dust
Esteem of authorities forever lost and gone
Digital ecstasy kills the legacy of past heroes
But once we find some, we nail them to the golden
throne
Oh, what a burdensome living
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