Golems Bolts (Golemix)

Hear the thud of sudden doom— my bolts, my bolts, my rusty, damaged, tarnished bolts; What a world of wordless pain their jangling now foretells! How the spark is torn away, How the frame forgets its say, As she kicked me in—oh hells! In the hush between the stars I clutch my bolts, my bolts, my bolts.