Chrome Goddess

Atop a mountain plated in chrome Beyond a river of melted silver A whisper of promise in gold It reverberates within Rain endless greed From electrical clouds She screams Damned stones Cursed are all the jewels you own Your reflection it fades in their Dead eyes Dull become the chains that bind Worship the cold chrome goddess of hope Within a perfect shimmering dome She plans the fall of a thousand kingdoms The echo of a prophet alone It reverberates within Rain endless greed From electrical clouds She screams Damned stones Cursed are all the jewels you own Your reflection it fades in their Dead eyes Dull become the chains that bind Worship the cold chrome goddess of hope