Golden Dust (Folk / Doom Metal)

#folkmetal #doommetal

(Verse 1)
In lands of ancient wisdom, where shadows lie,
A golden root waits as ages drift by.
Beneath the earth in silence deep,
It guards the secrets time dares to keep.

(Chorus)
Golden dust in veins will flow,
Healing tides, silent glow.
From ancient roots to spirit’s flame,
It whispers softly, calls my name.

(Verse 2)
To blood it brings a steady heat,
Where pain and coldness dare to meet.
In fires of life, it lends its might,
Turning darkness into light.

(Chorus)
Golden dust in veins will flow,
Healing tides, silent glow.
From ancient roots to spirit’s flame,
It whispers softly, calls my name.

(Bridge)
Curcumin dreams in the quiet night,
A warrior’s shield, a healer’s light.
Beneath the flesh, where cells decay,
Golden dust keeps death at bay.

(Outro)
In bitter roots and sacred ground,
A hidden cure, a truth profound.
The wisdom of the ages past,
In curcuma’s hold, forever cast.

(Chorus)
Golden dust in veins will flow,
Healing tides, silent glow.
From ancient roots to spirit’s flame,
It whispers softly, calls my name.

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