Wealth Is Trash

Sorrow will wipe away your sacrifice, treasures of the world will unlock and give blind fortune nothing you get will test your patience and your greed but suffer and tears in times of need. Let go, stop the torture it is not about the fortune!! Spear my love and rule my jealousy just because its cheap, but not awake yet somewhere blind fate will call your bluff unsettling and cruel, will stare you right in the face, unlock your connections and see your own reflections, find out who you are, are you one of us or, have you fallen to low and swollen top 1%. How big of the mirror do you need my friend of fortune take a good look at your new refined clean look, wipe your face find some piece and grace help your neighbor, understand we all will stand under one roof one day we all go to the same place darkness and nothingness that's our fate, so don't hesitate but with effortless intent fill that empty plate, this is the new fate, open the gate cemetery is our home, this is just temporary, I am sorry.