Ursa Minor Songtext
von Judicator

In this deathbed, I relish my tale of cancer and loss
Pen to paper, I control what you read and what you will feel
Dreamweave and speak their nightmares
Bring them down with you

Pitch black tendrils creeping out from ′neath the door
Jitters, sounds from somewhere in the shadow's heart


Gold and glory, our shattered crown restored for you
Gold and glory, my brother bear, be bold and loving
Gold and glory, our shattered crown restored for you
Gold and glory, my brother bear, be bold and loving

This dark tale fulfills me
It ties loose ends
Die of cancer, can′t change it
We're locked in and halfway through the album already

Glitches sparking from behind the bathroom door
Perhaps I'd die of old age rather than cancer
Change the subject here and now