The gold of the lost
souls
The eyes glow with
anticipation
They know what lies ahead
Will they care at all?
The glitter finds its way
Into the minds of the lost
souls
They are willing to sell
it
For the power they think
they have
They are willing to go
Bending principles
spreading lies
They forget they have to
pay
There is always a debit
and a credit
The gold of the lost
souls
They think they can live
forever
Hide behind the curtain of
power
Once they are in they
realize the truth
There is the fire
The melting of gold flow
The screaming of torturing
pain
The painting of gold
suffering in eternity
The gold of the lost
souls
Power is a short gain in
life
Don't go hungry for the
pot of gold
It isn't worth it spending
pain in melting hell
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