Flailing under the auspices of a broken kingdom

Stuttering up the stairs of a broken house

The golden mansion

The hanging boudoir

The flowers, thick and heavy

Blown away by rusting debris

In the belly of the gutted tower

Rapunzel dies today, Rapunzel dies

Cinched tight by her own hair

Golden self-destruct, miles long

Neverending, neverending

Passes over your skin soft as angel's breath

Help me. Help me. Help me

I found myself choking on golden stardust

Coming up from my gut

My innermost nucleus

But then I realized

I was choking on the ashes of a dead sun

Help me. Help me. Help me