how many men have died
and what was it all for
the golden crown
the purple robe
when these things
are just
secrets of you and i
secrets of the body
to be found within
the Indians know
of my golden crown
the violet that dwells within me
the jewelled golden seat
the golden sceptre
of sapphire and crimson ruby.
but all these things
are secrets of you and i
they will be lost in time
secrets of the body
secrets nobody knows
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