Lyrics Fortress of Greed - Dead Head

Fortress of Greed

Laws of Wallstreet rule the world
Where money talks and the floor is pearled
Like ashes in a million urns
Forever life an infinite dream
Where the lions roar and the butterflies scream
The beauty of our bodies burn
The mirror shines
An ugly sight
The mirror shines
A wasted life
Look to the sky when the MIG’s flying over
The lord of the flies coming out of the sun
Awaiting the fire
Daemons are storming the ivory palace
A legion of creeping damnation
Awaiting the fire
The more — the more I gain
The more — the more I need
Do not disturb my pleasure cruise
Or spoil my well of insult
I drink the chalice of agony
And fill the tubes with well-earned blood
Forever chase a new possession
A neverending game
The joy of desperation
The Mammon is your god!