The
wayward souls
They
want to take it all
Even
through lies and deceit
Even
through murder to get it
The
prize of power
It
will corrupt the weak souls
In
it they will see the glory
At
the commanding post
In
the our world
The
sinners will grow
Nobody
can deny it
Who
want to live poor?
The
need to stay
The
money and power play
The
wayward souls will grab it
Who
want to forget the opportunity?
The
chair of power
The
sinners will realize it
The
souls will be pawned
Lucifer
will sing his praises
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