| Ancient black and silent fire
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| Within your hearts creates desire
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| To covet far beyond your need
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| The embers of eternal Greed
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| Destroy the Earth and cloud the sky
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| Fill your chests with other’s lives
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| A Midas curse — A deadly shroud
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| And «all for what?» |
| I ask you now
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| Armies fill Towers of Greed
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| Ultimate drones of deceit
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| Selling you won hopes and dreams
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| For nothing is nothing it seems
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| Godsend
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| The Crimson wind
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| You’ll die with nothing
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| In the end …
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| There is only pain within
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| There is only pain for sin
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| Still trapped inside the hourglass
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| Toil and break our backs 'till death
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| Chained to our dying breath
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| Behind the mask of loneliness
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| Forever burning golden pyre
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| Weeping tears of crimson flame
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| For ashes that shall bear your name
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| So I ask you once again
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| Why must you forever exchange
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| The peace that gold can buy
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| For the vanity that it may? |