In a realm where whispers weave through light's embrace
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
In a realm where whispers weave through light's embrace
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
PostalPyro Productions - The Tenacity Torch Lyrics
PostalPyro Productions - The Tenacity Torch Lyrics
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In a realm where whispers weave through light's embrace
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
In a realm where whispers weave through light's embrace
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
In a realm where whispers weave through light's embrace
A golden cube in stillness holds its place
A prism of desire hung high in dreams
Beyond the reach of mortal hands or schemes
Its facets gleam with sunlit liquid gold
A story of allure both bright and cold
Each edge a line where shadows softly play
A silent hymn of all that's far away
It floats on air a beacon pure and bright
A marvel in the tapestry of night
Its beauty spins a web of wistful sighs
A distant star beneath our yearning eyes
Yet as we strive to grasp its shining form
Our fervent hopes like wax begin to warm
A hint of fire that draws too close to burn
Our dreams dissolve as golden visions turn
Writer: Tony Sambriski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid