'Drowning so deep within myself I struck gold.
Finding things not replaceable and I've found stagnancy and understood everything doesn't have a necessary flow...
Go with the wind?
I been gone,
I'm the calm within your wind storms.
I'm the eye of the tiger,
I'm the one you'll regret in fear,
My peace within will shake all steady grounds...
Undying devotion and promotional of self and my pathos nation.
Unraveling all this gold covered by these darkness steady trying to shun my shine.
I went from 'Willing To Sea',
To 'Will You Sea',
Now I'm 'Golden Sea'..