The
demon taking flight
The
tenure seems unbearable in sight
He
has to get away before it is too late
He
sees the rising tides in his eyes
Though
the demon will try his last gamble
The
cash flowing into deep pockets
Let
the others take the bait
They
may get their hands dirty
They
can't sing the good songs
They
will play dumb and mute
In
the land of cash in the till
But
how many have fallen into it?
The
power of cash hitting through the mind
It
ropes in their souls in the net
There
the demon can play his last game
There
is no escape for the addicts of power
They
will sink together with him
In
the songs of the night
The
campers will sing the rise and fall
Beware
of cash it will take your soul
Leaving
you in a helpless state of mind
You
will see the falling of the mighty
When
God ask them to throw it away
From
there they realize their true worth
The
demon has cheated them of their souls
They
have nothing to offer
But
walking the planks to the lake of fire
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