The Golden Throne - Temples

A friend is more than a companion

A foe is less than that to me

When you hear the words

The words you long to hear

Open up

The guidance from a close and loved one

Is more important than you think

When your arms a closed

Then open with a key

Secret key

Clashed hands shaking in the closet

Hands down, you will have to see

Past plans forgotten and remembered

Act now

When I don’t know where to go

Everything that you say to your closest one

Makes you feel like a pain toward everyone

When the words are unkind, you’ll regret the choice

For as long as you choose there may be rejoice

In the colour of day when you see the truth

Take a step to the front to the brunt of youth

Understand what they mean when they say the words

When sorry is said, feel it to your bones

Amenze is made with a connection

A lonely man becomes a king

When you need the words

The words you long to feel

Listen up

The triumph of a close and loved one

The journey to the golden throne

When the gown is graced

Proceed towards the stage

Golden stage

Clashed hands shaking in the closet

Hands down, you will have to see

Past plans verbatim and forgotten

Act now

When I don’t know where to go

Everything that you say to your closest one

Makes you feel like a pain toward everyone

When the words are unkind, you’ll regret the choice

For as long as you choose there may be rejoice

In the colour of day when you see the truth

Take a step to the front to the brunt of youth

Understand what they mean when they say the words

When sorry is said, feel it to your bones