[Verse] Dust on my boots streets of gold Maps in my hand stories untold Fingers tracing lines where legends fold Sand whispers loud ancient screams Lost in the cracks of forgotten dreams What’s the truth when nothing’s what it seems [Chorus] The golden dust of time it calls Through hidden doors and crumbling walls Chasing shadows through the halls The golden dust of time it calls [Verse 2] A jungle of vines wraps my mind Treasures of ages buried to blind Who dares to seek who dares to find Rivers of silver blood of kings The echoes rise as the temple sings Every stone a secret it clings [Prechorus] Do you hear it? The voices clear it The ancient fear lit
