Passionate and controlling
Members sought to become ours
The gold that we discover
To only discover more
More and more we find
Hidden treasures that lie beneath
The cold ground
Distinguishing between good and evil
Our prize won but not met
Meeting our match for the first time
To only be one
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matt campbell (
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