What will you be
when all is gone
when will you see
what you have done
She was trapped in a cage of gold
Precious and cold, now she is old
She was lured into a sea
Of despair yet treasury
What will you be
when all is gone
when will you see
what you have done
A river of tears at first she cried
When he died, but cheeks dried
All that's left is misery
Silent mourning bitterly
What will you be
when all is gone
when will you see
what you have done
This is what is left for you
Useless gold and nothing to do
About the fear that's gripped your heart
That's eating you and tear you apart
What will you be
when all is gone
Now will you see
what you have done?
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