They
think of the wagon train
The
wealth reason they will say
Once
they smell the aroma of the green
The
minds will lose its sensibility
It
is where great men always failed
The
last hurdle they can't jump over
Money
is king
Somehow
in this world we lived in
Nobody
can deny it
The
fallens will cry in the end
The
lake of fire stamping its mark
It
is where great men always failed
Once
the money of all evils creeps in
The
right and wrong will dim in the minds
The
light will be in the background
The
dark will take the souls
We
haven't learned in our lives
We
still think it will not happen to us
The
history of the bad memories
We
say it will not happen to us!
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