Greed's Hearse
Liar, liar, burn in fire
corruption is your sire
like the metastasis of cancer
you are no star
though the lights shine on you
you're a black hole
taking everything into you.
Yet, liar, this is not your fault
you may hear others say
Nay! You are the maker of your own fortune
Nurtured by your everlasting avarice
charity is the last word on your mind.
Find your inner nature in the end
That of eternal torment.
But, buy your way with greed.
The greed of other men your steed,
Away from the fire chasing after you
But do not worry it'll catch up soon.
Fire, fire, please get higher
eat the liar and
complete this curse
that we call
greed's hearse.
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