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how money infects the just heart |
| rich lies sight byond the sounds of withering cries sees past the minutes of mistaken reception bring forth the consequence of delinquent deeds let travasties unfold as pages turn a story repeated to a desolate land the internal famine to a hardened man seeker of riches you ve becometo extinguish the fire of a hearted soul where in lies the knoched belt held tightly across your dying soul live for precious illousions suffering as you grip the golden cup to see the forsaken way that was treaded as compromise became sacrifice till the end of old ideas and unfounded dreams he will bath in accomplished nothing as his vision blurs and darkness forevers |