No. 003- sins of greed

truth is treason in an empire of lies 

building a dynasty, but it’s just my disguise

the illusions of war, delusions accepted to the core

distracted by the material things and shining ore

in my hands of gold, through eyes so cold

bound to this sinful throne, a story that’s been left untold

diamond rings, denying their kings

names in gold, their stories left untold

the voices sing, about the shining things

our hearts of gold, always tend to mold

paying for my molten bones

my heart and soul, is forever torn

shadows in the dark standing all alone

my pawns are souls, forever left to mourn

counting the days until i turn into stone

my sins of greed, is all i know

believing is treason, illusions of breathing

broken kings, chains and gold

in an empire that’s always been forever bleeding

seeing is reason, delusions are controlled

in a world of distrust, came forth my lust

on the throne of rust, i turn into dust

diamond ore, turns into coal

silk sheets of gold, feeling so cold

a hellfire, burning in my soul

iron so cold, and never getting old

paying for my molten bones

my heart and soul, is forever torn

shadows in the dark standing all alone

my pawns are souls, forever left to mourn

counting the days until i turn into stone

my sins of greed, is all i know

a dynasty built to fall so many ages ago

to the material things i hold so close

a foreign desire, forged by fire

my sins of greed, is all i know