I couldn’t help but rewrite the chorus of Madonna’s Like a Prayer to honor Golden Son, the second book in the Red Rising series. Just imagine this set to her iconic melody:
When you rise, it’s like a storm, Pierce the sky, the battle’s born. Darrow’s fire, the Golds beware, In this war, there’s no despair. Golden Son, it’s so divine, Iron rain, and stars align. Through the void, the Reaper flies, Freedom calls, and tyrants die.
It’s impossible not to feel the epicness when imagining this set to Like a Prayer!
When you rise, it’s like a storm,
Pierce the sky, the battle’s born.
Darrow’s fire, the Golds beware,
In this war, there’s no despair.
Golden Son, it’s so divine,
Iron rain, and stars align.
Through the void, the Reaper flies,
Freedom calls, and tyrants die.
It’s impossible not to feel the epicness when imagining this set to Like a Prayer!