What's In It For Me

WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME? What’s in it for me? They ask They open their treasuries to thieves With the hope to gain more They forget what honesty gives They enter secret doors What’s in it for me? Morning, a new task Night, a new mask What’s in it for me? As for Eves Easily dance to deceit Silver, gold and alas dust Morality gone Dignity torn What’s in it for me? For others the baton has been handed from times past Evil hands soiled with wicked deeds To others the game is new What’s in it for me? Time goes, then the question changes Painful, gruesome exchange Who is me? Why me? Covenants of vain glory forgotten Only pain, shame, more vain begotten What’s in it for me? Some trace back And are willing to pick up the pieces Others, still lured by strange kisses Slip back into the dark